The others formed a tight circle, their energies intertwining to create a faint barrier against the oppressive darkness. Aiden stood at the center, the Abyssal Seal on his chest glowing brighter with each passing moment.
As the whispers grew louder, a shape began to form in the distance—a massive, writhing mass of shadows, its form constantly shifting and changing. Eyes, mouths, and limbs appeared and disappeared across its surface, each one emanating a presence that felt ancient and unfathomable.
"That's the heart of the Abyss?" Nexus asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "You've got to be kidding me."
Aiden took a step forward, his gaze fixed on the entity. "Stay back. This is my fight."
"Aiden—" Myne began, but he cut her off.
"If I can't face this, everything ends. Trust me."