Yet, the grotesque eye's power was unyielding. It unleashed psychic attacks that assailed Seraphina's mind, attempting to disrupt her concentration. She gritted her teeth against the mental assault, her willpower a shield against the intrusion.
The battle became a dance of light and darkness, a clash of wills and powers. The grotesque eye's unblinking gaze remained fixed on Seraphina, and she could feel its malevolent intelligence probing her thoughts.
Seraphina's attacks intensified, the dark energy she wielded becoming a swirling tempest of power. She poured every ounce of her Core Formation strength into her assaults, determined to overcome this nightmarish adversary.
But as the battle wore on, Seraphina's strength began to wane. The relentless assault of the grotesque eye, its unending psychic onslaught, and its otherworldly resilience took their toll. She could feel her powers faltering, her protective barrier weakening.