Seal of Shadows [ I ]

As they marched onward, the ominous voice from the temple echoed in their minds: "You have defeated the first seal of Dragons. 

 With all seven stars in their possession, the trio returned to the place where the Keeper of the Seven Stars had first appeared. The celestial figure reappeared, its robes of light shimmering with brilliance.

 "You have done well," the Keeper said. "Return the stars to their rightful place, and the Remaining seal shall be revealed."

 Aisha, Rakan, and Seraph placed the stars in the Keeper's outstretched hand. The stars glowed brightly, and the figure raised them high above, casting a radiant light that illuminated the entire valley.

 The ground shook violently, and Seraph ascended into the sky, his wings generating gusts of wind that pushed back the advancing shadows. The air was thick with a chilling darkness as the Shadow Dragon loomed, its massive form concealed by the swirling shadows. Seraph unleashed a stream of fire, but the Shadow Dragon's dark breath snuffed out the flames with an eerie silence. A fierce battle ensued, with Seraph using his agility to evade the Shadow Dragon's attacks and strike with precision. His movements were a blur, each flap of his wings sending shockwaves through the air.

 Aisha and Rakan supported Seraph from the ground. Aisha's magic formed barriers of light to shield them from the darkness, her spells creating shimmering walls that repelled the Shadow Dragon's breath. Rakan's sword glowed with the light of the Dragon's Heart, slicing through the shadows that tried to ensnare them. His strikes were swift and powerful, each swing of his sword sending ripples of light through the advancing darkness.

 As the battle intensified, the shadows grew more aggressive, wrapping around their limbs and draining their strength. "We need to find its source of power!" Aisha yelled, her voice reverberating through the valley. She closed her eyes and focused, her magic reaching out to detect the flow of dark energy. Her eyes flew open as she identified a dark crystal embedded in the Shadow Dragon's chest.

 Seraph, we need to destroy that crystal!" Rakan shouted, his sword cutting through the shadows with renewed vigor. Seraph nodded and flew higher, his wings beating with determination.

 With a powerful blast of light and fire, Seraph succeeded in piercing the Shadow Dragon's heart, shattering the dark crystal. The dragon let out a final, resonant roar before collapsing into a heap of smoldering ash. The first star was reclaimed, and the valley grew a fraction brighter, the oppressive darkness lifting slightly.

 Their quest took them to the icy summits of a remote mountain range, where the second star was guarded by the Ice Dragon. The dragon's scales sparkled like diamonds, and its breath could freeze anything it touched. The air around the mountain was bitingly cold, and the trio knew they had to act swiftly to avoid being encased in ice. The landscape was a stark contrast to the fiery domain they had just departed, the snow-covered peaks shining under the pale sunlight.

 However, Aisha's magic proved to be more effective. She conjured a storm of enchanted fire that melted the ice around them, creating a path for Rakan to reach the dragon. Her spells radiated warmth, the flames flickering with an intensity that pierced through the biting cold.

 Next, they journeyed into a realm perpetually enveloped in storm clouds. The sky was a tapestry of swirling grays, punctuated by flashes of lightning. The ground was strewn with jagged rocks and scorched earth. The third was the Thunder Dragon, a colossal beast whose roar could summon lightning and thunder. With each step the dragon took, the ground trembled, and the sky was illuminated by blinding flashes.

 They came upon a series of ancient, crumbling ruins. These ruins bore the marks of a long-lost civilization that had once thrived in harmony with the dragons. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings depicting the Thunder Dragon's power.

 Seraph engaged the Thunder Dragon in aerial combat. Their battle illuminated the heavens, with lightning bolts and streams of fire crisscrossing the sky. The dragon's scales crackled with electric energy, and every flap of its wings produced a thunderous boom. Seraph's flames collided with the dragon's lightning, resulting in explosive bursts of light and heat.

 Meanwhile, Aisha and Rakan coordinated their efforts on the ground. Aisha's magic conjured barriers of light to shield them from the dragon's powerful attacks. Her spells formed shimmering walls that deflected the dragon's lightning bolts. Rakan's sword radiated with the light of the Dragon's Heart, slicing through the shadows and electric energy that sought to ensnare them. His strikes were swift and powerful, each swing of his sword sending ripples of light through the encroaching darkness.

 The ground began to tremble violently. From the ruins, armored warriors emerged—ancient guardians awakened by the Thunder Dragon's power. These warriors were clad in electrified armor, their eyes glowing with the same energy that coursed through the dragon.

 "We need to neutralize those warriors!" Rakan shouted, deflecting a lightning-infused strike with his sword. Aisha nodded and summoned tendrils of magic to bind the armored enemies, her spells weaving through the air with grace and speed.

 A figure emerged from the shadows—a warrior clad in royal armor, bearing the insignia of the ancient civilization. This warrior wielded a spear infused with the essence of lightning. "I am Orion, last of the Thunder Knights," he declared. "I will fight alongside you to reclaim the star."

 With Orion's help, they turned the tide of battle. Seraph unleashed a powerful stream of fire, combining it with Orion's lightning-infused spear. The energy merged into a beam of pure force, striking the Thunder Dragon with unrelenting power.

 With a coordinated effort, they succeeded in striking the dragon with a combination of fire and lightning. The Thunder Dragon's roar was drowned out by the crashing thunder, and it fell to the ground, defeated. The third was reclaimed, and the storm clouds began to clear. So they moved on The Warrior ,The Witch and the dragon.