A warrior of the Order
The building showed no signs of damage, no evidence of the explosive clash that had just occurred. It was as if the very walls were fortified by some kind of demonic energy, an enigmatic force that repelled the destructive power unleashed within. The invaders exchanged incredulous glances, their faces a mixture of awe and realization that they were dealing with forces beyond their understanding.
"What the hell is this?" Elara muttered in shock
"Does it matter? We won!" Diego said with a cocky smile on his face as his cursed bandages returned to his hands
As the flames continued to burn brightly within the warehouse, their fierce tongues licked at the surrounding air, gradually devouring the available oxygen. The atmosphere grew increasingly stifling, the acrid scent of smoke and burning debris filling the air as the crackling inferno spread its ravenous hunger.