羞辱尤娜3小游戏

Chapter 92: Volume 2, Chapter 36: "Clash of Shadows"

Elara stood near Cole, her face pale but focused, the Guardian amulet still glowing faintly in her hand. She glanced at him, her expression filled with concern. "Can you fight?"

Cole\'s body still trembled from the strain of the binding ritual, his muscles weak and unsteady. But he nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. "I\'ll manage."

The Severed reached the valley floor, their forms shifting in the flickering light of the Knot. They moved silently, their faces obscured by hoods, but the energy they carried was unmistakable—a cold, suffocating presence that tugged at the edges of the Veil, threatening to tear it apart.

One of the Severed stepped forward, his hand raised, dark tendrils of energy swirling around his fingers. "You\'ve delayed the inevitable," he said, his voice low and cold. "The Knot may be bound, but it won\'t hold for long. The void will consume everything."

Cole\'s pulse quickened as the Severed\'s words settled over him. They had stabilized the Knot, but it was clear that the Severed had no intention of letting them walk away unchallenged.

"We\'re not letting that happen," Marcus growled, his grip tightening on his sword. "You won\'t take this Knot, or any other."

The Severed chuckled, a dark, humorless sound. "You can\'t stop what\'s coming. The Veil is fraying, and soon, the void will be all that remains."

Without warning, the Severed raised his hand, and a surge of dark energy shot toward them. Marcus was quick to react, raising his sword just in time to deflect the attack. The force of the blow sent him stumbling back, but he held his ground, his eyes locked on the enemy.

"Stay behind us," Selene ordered, her voice sharp as she stepped forward, her blade flashing in the pale light. "We\'ll deal with them."

Cole\'s heart raced as he watched Marcus and Selene engage the Severed. They fought with the precision and grace of seasoned warriors, their movements fluid and calculated. But the Severed were relentless, their attacks coming in waves of dark energy that crackled through the air, each one aimed at the Knot.

Cole felt the pull of the Knot within him, its energy intertwined with his own. He could sense the strain on the threads, the way they trembled under the pressure of the Severed\'s attacks. If the Knot was damaged now, after the binding, it wouldn\'t just be the Veil that suffered—Cole\'s very life force was tied to it.

"We need to reinforce the Knot," Elara said urgently, her eyes darting between Cole and the battle unfolding in front of them. "The Severed are trying to weaken it again. If they break through—"

"I know," Cole replied, his voice tight with determination. He reached out with his mind, feeling the threads of the Knot, the way they pulsed and trembled under the weight of the void\'s influence. It was like holding a delicate thread in his hands, one wrong move and it would snap, unraveling everything they had fought to protect.

Elara knelt beside him, her fingers tracing the air as she connected with the Veil. "I\'ll guide you. Focus on the threads—keep them tight. The Severed can\'t tear them apart if we hold them together."

Cole nodded, closing his eyes and centering himself. The hum of the Knot grew louder in his mind, the threads vibrating with a desperate energy. He could feel the void pressing against them, trying to break through, to undo the binding he had just completed.

But he wouldn\'t let it. Not now. Not after everything.

As he focused on the Knot, he could hear the clash of steel behind him—the sound of Marcus and Selene battling the Severed. Every blow they struck echoed in his mind, a reminder of the stakes, of the fight they were in the middle of. He could feel the weight of their determination, the way they fought to protect him, to protect the Knot.

"Hold on, Cole," Elara whispered, her voice steady despite the chaos around them. "We\'re almost there."

The Severed pressed harder, their attacks growing more frenzied as they realized that the Knot wasn\'t weakening as they had hoped. Cole could feel their frustration, the way the void pulsed with a dark energy that threatened to overwhelm him. But he held on, pulling the threads tighter, weaving them into a stronger pattern, reinforcing the Knot with every ounce of strength he had left.

Suddenly, a sharp cry pierced the air—Selene\'s voice, filled with pain.

Cole\'s eyes snapped open, his heart lurching as he turned toward the sound. Selene was on her knees, blood staining her side where one of the Severed had struck her. Marcus was at her side in an instant, fending off the attackers with fierce determination, but it was clear they were being overwhelmed.

"We have to help them!" Cole gasped, his mind still connected to the Knot, but his focus wavering.

Elara\'s hand tightened on his arm. "If we leave now, the Knot will unravel. We have to finish this."

Cole\'s heart pounded, torn between the need to help his friends and the knowledge that the Knot—his connection to the Veil—was the only thing holding the void back. He could feel the strain on the threads, the way they trembled under the Severed\'s relentless assault.

"Finish it, Cole," Marcus shouted, his voice filled with urgency as he fought off another wave of attacks. "We\'ve got this!"

Cole gritted his teeth, his mind racing. He didn\'t want to abandon them, but he knew that if the Knot failed, nothing else would matter. He closed his eyes again, focusing on the threads, pulling them tighter, weaving them with a renewed sense of purpose.

The Knot pulsed in response, its energy growing stronger as Cole poured his will into it. He could feel the void pushing back, but it was weaker now, the Severed\'s influence fading as the Knot grew more stable. The threads no longer trembled—they held firm, woven into a tight, unbreakable pattern.

And then, with a final surge of energy, the Knot solidified.

The Severed staggered back, their connection to the void severed by the strength of the Knot. Marcus and Selene pressed the attack, their swords flashing in the fading light as they drove the Severed back toward the cliffs.

"We did it," Elara whispered, her voice filled with awe as she looked at the Knot, its energy now stable, strong.

Cole opened his eyes, his body trembling with exhaustion, but relief flooded through him. The Knot was safe. For now.

But the Severed weren\'t finished. Even as Marcus and Selene fought them back, Cole could see the determination in their dark eyes. They weren\'t going to stop, not until they had torn the Veil apart, Knot by Knot.

"We have to keep moving," Marcus said, his voice breathless as he wiped the blood from his blade. "This isn\'t over."

Cole nodded, his heart heavy with the weight of what lay ahead. They had saved this Knot, but there were others—more fragile, more vulnerable. And the Severed would be waiting for them at every turn.

As they gathered their belongings and prepared to leave the valley, Cole couldn\'t shake the feeling that the battle had only just begun. The Severed were relentless, the void unyielding, and the Knots, though reinforced, were still fragile.

And with every step they took, the darkness pressed closer, waiting for them to falter.