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The clashing of weapons and the crackling of dark energy reverberated through the tunnels as Velara steeled herself for the fight of her life. Her heart raced, the blood in her veins surged with adrenaline, but her mind remained focused. The Demon King Generals had pushed her to the brink, but she would not surrender. She was a queen, and she would fight to the very end for her kingdom.

Garruk charged again, his massive axe gleaming with a wicked glow. Each step he took caused the stone floor to fracture beneath him, his raw strength enough to overwhelm any ordinary foe. But Velara was no ordinary foe. She tightened her grip on Stormbreaker, her warhammer buzzing with the pent-up energy she'd drawn from the earth itself. As Garruk's axe descended, she swung her hammer upward, meeting his weapon with a force that sent shockwaves rippling through the chamber.