The Shadow King

As the battle raged on, a dark and ominous presence emerged from the shadows. He was the Shadow King, a powerful and malevolent being who had been awakened by Lyrien's dark force.

The Shadow King was a towering figure, his body a dark, misty aura that seemed to shift and writhe like a living thing. His eyes glowed with an otherworldly green light, and his presence seemed to draw the very light out of the air.

"You fools," he hissed, his voice like a cold wind. "You think you can defeat Lyrien? He is but a mere pawn in my game."

Aria, Eira, and Arin stood firm, their determination and courage unwavering. But they knew that they faced a powerful and dangerous foe, one who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

The Shadow King raised his hand, and a wave of dark energy washed over the city, threatening to engulf everything in its path. Aria, Eira, and Arin knew that they had to act fast, or risk losing everything they had fought for.

With a fierce cry, they launched themselves at the Shadow King, their swords flashing in the light. The battle was intense and chaotic, the four forces clashing in a spectacular display of light and darkness.

But despite their valiant efforts, Aria, Eira, and Arin found themselves slowly being pushed back. The Shadow King's power was too great, his dark energy too overwhelming.

Just when all seemed lost, a sudden burst of light illuminated the city's streets, and a figure appeared beside them. It was the mysterious woman from the temple, her eyes shining with a deep wisdom and power...