In the heart of an uncharted jungle. Strange symbols adorned its crumbling stone walls, and an eerie, pulsating energy radiated from within.
"This," Gilbert said, "is the Temple of Vritra. The cult's remnants have been gathering there, and from what we've uncovered, they're trying to awaken something, something ancient, something powerful."
John exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. "Great. First, they wanted to corrupt the world with the Obsidian Heart. Now they want to summon some ancient evil. Do we have any idea what we're dealing with?"
Gilbert nodded grimly. "Vritra isn't just a name, it's a being. According to the texts we recovered, it's a primordial entity, a serpent of darkness that was sealed away centuries ago. The cult believes they can break the seal and unleash its power. If they succeed, we may not be able to stop it."
Silence hung over the team. They had faced powerful foes before, but this was something else.