Erwin falls first

Standing with unwavering resolve, Klaus and his friends braced themselves for the impending confrontation, their hearts pounding with a mix of apprehension and determination. The figures that approached them were an eerie sight to behold – cloaked in pitch-black attire, their identities concealed behind enigmatic masks. The crimson glow of their eyes bore into the night, like malevolent embers of darkness.

As these enigmatic figures drew near, their footfalls were barely audible, a testament to their seamless integration with the shadows. It was as if the very fabric of the night conspired to mask their approach, lending an otherworldly aura to their presence. The air was thick with tension, and every step they took seemed to echo with the weight of impending doom.