The battle between the archmage and the cultist drew closer to its end, as usual, the bright side had the upper hand.
"Where is your will now?"
D'andre laughed, bringing his hands together, ready to land the final, crushing smash and end the battle once and for all.
He was drawing closer to his weakened foe.
There was nothing that could stop him from killing Alister at this point, or so he thought.
Before he could connect his attack, all of a sudden, the clouds began to grumble, letting out a deep RUMBLE that shook the heavens.
In a split second, the gentle evening vanished and was quickly replaced with utter darkness. Not a single light permeated the earth as the darkness cloaked all its existence.
An ominous atmosphere descended upon the entire area.
Rowan and the others hiding behind the huge tree felt fear like never before. Some fell on the ground and hid their faces as though they were scared of staring at the darkness.
