"We can do this. We can win,"
Amelia's words cut through the tension in the air, rallying the defenders in the midst of battle. Her unwavering trust in Aldred transformed the stronghold's atmosphere, dispelling fear and replacing it with newfound courage, uniting them in their fight against the darkness.
Amidst the chaos, Aldred's strategic mind went into overdrive. He shouted orders, directing his comrades with precision.
Salamander's flames engulfed groups of demons, creating a barrier of searing heat that kept the horde at bay. Cleome's lightning danced across the battlefield, striking down demons with lethal accuracy.
Shinari's shadowy tendrils snaked through the air, ensnaring demons and pulling them into the darkness.
Cellaeth conjured gusts of wind, creating a protective shield that deflected demonic projectiles.