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The restless footsteps of the black-clad figures passed through the ancient doors of the hall, instantly enveloping the entire space in a chilling atmosphere. Their gazes were sharp as arrows, and the weapons they held gleamed with a cold light in the dimness. Leia stood at the forefront, her posture resolute, her golden hair gently swaying in the air, and her blue eyes burning with unyielding flames.
Sylas stood beside Leia, his brow slightly furrowed, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain. A cold, stern smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, seemingly indifferent to the impending battle. On either side stood Aevin and Minah, Aevin's gaze determined, his dual swords ready for combat; Minah lightly grasped her staff, her eyes shimmering with focused light.
"It seems like you are determined to stop us," Leia's voice echoed in the hall, her tone filled with seriousness.
One of the dark-clothed figures stepped forward, grinned, revealing sharp teeth, "Do you really think you can escape from us?"
Sylas Mockingly responded, "You're really overestimating yourself." His words were full of contempt, causing the faces of the black-clothed men to darken even more.
A battle was about to break out, and Evan was the first to act. He strode towards the nearest black-clothed man, swinging his double-handed sword fiercely, creating a whistling sound. The black-clothed man quickly defended himself, and the battle between the two became intense in an instant. Every one of Evan's attacks was full of strength, but the black-clothed men were no pushovers, and their confrontation was full of sparks.
Minah is providing support from the rear, gently waving her wand to shoot a beam of light at another black-clothed figure who is preparing to ambush Evan, repelling them. Her movements are elegant and precise, with each spell cast being perfectly timed.
Leia and Sylas are fighting side by side, with seamless coordination between them. Leia's longsword moves with the agility of a dancer, striking each target with precision. Meanwhile, Sylas fights with a more domineering style, each of his attacks filled with overwhelming force, making it difficult for the black-clothed figures to resist.
In the midst of battle, Leia dodged an ambush from a figure in black, then turned and thrust her sword at the assailant, saying coldly, "Do you think this can stop us? How naive!"
Sylas, fighting nearby, spoke coldly, " Leia, don't waste your breath. Let these fools witness true power."
As the battle raged on, the black-clothed figures gradually felt their strength waning, their attacks becoming more disorganized, while Leia grew more courageous with each passing moment. Ultimately, after a series of intense clashes, all the black-clothed figures were defeated and lay scattered in the ancient ruins hall.
Leia, breathing heavily, wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the fallen enemies, a glint of unwavering determination in her eyes. Sylas calmly sheathed his weapon, seemingly unfazed by the recent battle. Aiden and Minah exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with mutual trust and understanding.
At this moment, a strange sound emanated from the depths of the hall, as if calling them to continue forward. Leia tightened her grip on the longsword and said firmly, "Our exploration is not over yet. There are more secrets waiting for us ahead."
As Leia and her companions delved deeper into the heart of the ancient ruins, the light gradually dimmed, and the air was filled with a blend of ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Every step they took seemed to be treading on the dust of history, and every breath felt like consuming forgotten secrets.
The discovery on the stone platform made their mood heavy, but also filled with anticipation. Leia held the scroll just taken from the hidden chamber, her brow furrowed as she tried to decipher the densely written ancient text.
Avin remained vigilant, his gaze sharp like a hawk, not missing any possible corner that might conceal a mechanism. Minah stayed close to Leia, occasionally exchanging whispers with her, attempting to provide some interpretation help for these ancient words.
Sylas, although he has never been particularly interested in human affairs, appears unusually focused at this moment. His gaze occasionally sweeps over the scroll in his hand, and though he does not speak, the light in his eyes reveals that he is also pondering the secrets on the scroll.
At this moment, a faint tremor emanates from deep within the ruins, followed by the slow opening of a concealed door, revealing a descending stone staircase. Leia and the others exchange determined looks and without hesitation, step onto the unknown path.
As they ventured deeper, the lights on the stone steps gradually lit up, illuminating a long corridor. At the end of the corridor was a huge underground hall, in the center of which stood an ancient altar. On the altar sat a seemingly ordinary stone box emitting a strange glow.
Leia and the others approached the altar, and noticed that the stone box bore similar symbols to those they had seen on the stone platform earlier. Leia reached out to touch the symbols, attempting to find a way to open the stone box. However, the moment her fingers touched the box, a powerful surge of magical energy suddenly erupted, pushing her back several steps.
Sylas Seeing this scene, he immediately stepped forward, extended his palm, and began chanting complex and ancient incantations. As he chanted, a mysterious energy surrounded his palm, gradually forming a ball of light that slowly suppressed the powerful magical energy.
At the moment this energy was suppressed, the lid of the stone box slowly opened, revealing its contents - a small crystal ball. Inside the crystal ball, it seemed as if stars were twinkling, beautiful and mysterious.
Leia carefully picked up the crystal ball and felt a warm sensation spreading from her palm to her whole body, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes. She whispered, "This crystal ball may be the key we are looking for."
Aiden and Minah stepped forward, observing the crystal ball, both captivated by the images inside. Sylas stood quietly to the side, his eyes becoming deep and profound, as if contemplating something.
At that moment, a heavy footstep suddenly came from the other side of the underground hall, as if something was approaching. Leia and the others quickly turned around, ready for battle.
A figure emerged from the shadows, a man in a black robe, his face hidden beneath a hood, revealing only a pair of cold, piercing eyes. He exuded a powerful and dangerous aura, sending shivers down their spines.
The man in the black robe's gaze fell on the crystal ball in Leia's hand, and he said coldly, "Hand over that crystal ball to me, or suffer the consequences."
Leia held the crystal ball tightly and responded firmly, "We won't let you succeed." Her voice was filled with determination and resolve.
Evan tightly gripped his two-handed sword, standing by Leia's side, ready to fight. Minah quietly recited an incantation, preparing to cast magic to support the battle.
Sylas walked to the other side of Leia, coldly staring at the cloaked man and said, "You seem to have overestimated yourself if you think you can take something from us."
The man in the black robe smirked and said, "Do you really think you can uncover the secrets here?" His voice was deep and penetrating, each word like a cold arrow piercing Leia's heart.
Sylas snorted disdainfully and said, "No need to waste words with him. Come, let's end this farce." His voice was filled with impatience, clearly showing his contempt for the enemies in front of him.
Evan and Minah have also prepared for battle. Evan stands like a sturdy fortress, gripping his sword tightly with a vigilant and resolute look in his eyes. Minah lightly holds her wand, her eyes full of concentration, silently gathering power.
As the battle erupts, the cloaked man launches the first attack, wielding his staff to send a black energy wave straight towards Leia. Leia agilely dodges to the side, then swiftly swings her long sword, its gleaming blade seeming to cut through the air.
Sylas is unwilling to fall behind, his movements are swift and precise, and every punch he throws is accompanied by the majesty of the dragon race, making it difficult for the black-robed followers to get close. Under his attack, one black-robed figure after another is repelled.
Evan shuttles on the battlefield like a solid rock in the raging wind. His dual swords are like the scythe of the grim reaper, each swing taking away an enemy's fighting power. His figure leaves deep marks in the crowd of black-robed figures.
Minah was casting support magic on the side, her incantations murmuring continuously as a glow surrounded her companions, providing them with healing and protection. Each of her spells landed precisely where help was needed, providing a solid backing for the battle.
As the battle intensified, the showdown between Leia and the man in black robes became the focus. Her swordsmanship was skilled and daring, with each attack carrying an indomitable will. Despite the man in black robes' formidable strength, he seemed somewhat unable to withstand Leia's fierce assault.
At that moment, Leia found an opportunity and thrust her sword through the defense of the man in the black robe, aiming directly for his vital point. The man in the black robe let out a miserable scream, and with a flash, his figure dissipated into a cloud of black smoke, leaving only fragments of the black robe on the ground.
As the man in the black robe dissipated, the remaining black-robed figures also collapsed one after another, no longer able to fight. Leia and the others stood on the battlefield, panting, but with a gleam of victory in their eyes.
Leia waved her sword, flicking the blood off it, then turned to Sylas and said, "It seems like this 'farce' has finally come to an end."
Sylas responded calmly, "Hmm, but this is only the beginning. The secrets hidden here are far more than what we have seen."
The four of them looked at each other, their eyes shining with determination.
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