Dark Revelation            

Voraxa lay sprawled on the ground, defeated but defiant. Lorelai hovered above her, radiant angelic wings gently flapping on her back, casting a divine glow that contrasted starkly with the remnants of Voraxa's dark aura.

"Damn angels! Always interfering," Voraxa growled through gritted teeth. Her once-menacing presence seemed diminished, yet a flicker of determination gleamed in her eyes. "And I was so close to resurrecting you . . . my lord . . ."

Voraxa's hands clenched into fists, and her nails dug into the soil beneath her. The frustration was palpable in her every breath. 

"No. I can't let this end. I have endured for so long, consumed all the resources in these lands just to resurrect you . . . I can't give up now."