The Final Gate
The blue pulsating dungeon gate shimmered before him, its ethereal glow drawing him in like a magnet.
Kai's cloak billowed dramatically in the wind, the swirling gusts catching the dark fabric as he stood at the edge of a shaky rock platform.
Beneath him, the ground was a sea of bubbling lava, casting a fiery orange glow that reflected off his boots and the swirling air.
It should have been ominous — dangerous even — but in that moment, as he stood there, poised to jump through the portal, a sense of peace settled over him.
His heart slowed, the adrenaline of the recent battle already starting to ebb away. He had fought hard, pushed himself to the limit, but now, in this quiet moment before his next challenge, there was nothing but calm.
Without hesitation, Kai shot forward. His body surged into the air and through the gate with such force that he left a ripple in the fabric of reality behind him.