Recap:
The chamber, once a swirling maelstrom of fire and shadows, now lay in ruins, its oppressive atmosphere lifted. The gods stood amidst the wreckage, their forms glowing with the remnants of their battle. For a moment, they simply breathed, taking in the gravity of what they had just accomplished.
But the victory was bittersweet. The vision of Bethel, bound and surrounded by darkness, still lingered in their minds. The journey was far from over, and the path ahead was shrouded in uncertainty.
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Seker, his scythe still glowing with the residual energy of the battle, turned to his companions. His face was a mask of determination, but there was a flicker of concern in his eyes. "We can’t afford to rest," he said, his voice echoing in the vast emptiness of the chamber. "Lucifer may be gone, but the underworld is still his domain. It will not yield easily"