The Leech loomed like a nightmare twisted into flesh, its tendrils writhing in sync with every heartbeat of the mist-choked cavern. Its featureless, smiling maw glowed faintly with corrupt light, echoing with a chorus of silenced screams—souls devoured, identities erased. The crimson core inside its mist-flesh pulsed in growing rhythm, as though feeding on the tension in the air.
Before it stood Kaelen, radiant and absolute in his glory, his form now draped in the fully awakened Sacred Guardian armor—its plates now forged from luminous gold and royal blue due to the Qi which he has some level of mastery on while carved with symbols of forgotten light. His eyes blazed with mana and purpose, and the Blade of Eternity in his hand burned with sacred wrath, humming as if eager to strike down the aberration before him.
"Mana Domain: Unending Darkness: Blood Void"
