As everyone struggled to keep the battle in their favor, a feeling of despair began to settle in. The storm roared like a strange hurricane, a reflection of the turmoil building within the base.
Despite having the power to kill a god, Valentina felt a strange pressure in the air, as if the very atmosphere were draining her strength.
What the hell is this? she thought as she looked at her hand, her energy... it was fading.
She had always prided herself on being a Primordial Vampire, but now she felt her power slipping away. The walls of the base pulsed, absorbing the energy around them. Valentina glanced at Lilith, who was beside her, and saw that she too was struggling against the energy that was sapping their strength. Lilith's muscles trembled, and her eyes glowed with the intensity of the magic she was trying to conjure, but even that seemed ineffective.
"What the hell... is this?" Lilith gasped, dropping to her knees. "What's happening?"