In the aftermath of the fierce clash, the chamber lay in ruins, its once intricate walls shattered like brittle glass. Amidst the chaos a convergence of mages and knights formed a formidable barrier, encircling a masked figure: Orion. His gaze, unwavering and intense, was fixated upon his elusive quarry, Raven.
Surrounded by a sea of adversaries, Orion stood resolute, his resolve unyielding despite the overwhelming odds. The mages formed a protective ring around raven, their spells crackling with energy. Yet, their efforts were futile; the lightning strike Orion had landed on Raven was lethal enough to fell even the most resilient of beasts. A mere human could not survive it.
With silent determination, Orion understood that victory lay not in defeating every foe, but in escaping their grasp alive.