Sacrifice

The weight of Thalindra's magic pressed down on us like a suffocating blanket, growing heavier with each passing second.

My breath came in shallow gasps, my lungs burning as if they couldn't expand fully under the pressure.

The oppressive energy in the air was more than just magic it was fear itself, woven into the very atmosphere around us. And Thalindra was its master.

I glanced around at my companions at my team, who had fought beside me so bravely only moments before.

Thrain was shaking, his face pale, his usual confidence shattered by the overwhelming power bearing down on us.

Elaris, who had always been quick with a smile or a witty remark, looked terrified, her wide eyes darting around as if searching for some way to escape.

Even Kaelen, always calm and collected, looked like he was struggling to hold himself together, his lips pressed into a thin line as he fought to keep his composure.