Xalion Dragon: Blood-Cursed Heart of Kandrakar

The dim, ancient halls of Kandrakar hung heavy with a suffocating silence. High above the realm, the shimmering streams of raw life energy were dwindling to a mere whisper. The Soma levels continued to fall with no end in sight. Could this catastrophic drain be someone's deliberate doing, or was it perhaps an ordeal sent down from God above to test the faith of mankind? After all, all of creation had first sprang from Soma, and its total disappearance would mean the absolute end of all existence.
A sudden gust of icy air rattled the chamber's heavy banners.
"I have decided to go to Kuruda," Prince Phobos declared, his voice echoing sharply through the cavernous space. "Turbulent winds have begun to blow from that direction."
He turned toward his sisters, Will Vandom and Queen Elyon, who stood near the heart of the Oracle's dais. Flanking Phobos as he entered the dimly lit chamber were Diaz and Scarface, their armor gleaming faintly in the waning mystic light.
"The Svalls from Kuruda... are you still alive, G? Or should I say, Kane Phalanx?" Phobos muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing as he recalled the grim legends of the realm. "As a Svall, you were the strongest. So why do you run into madness, Recca?"
During the age of the civil wars, there had been elite, shadow-bound warriors known as Svalls. They had never lived glorious lives; everything they accomplished was executed strictly under the cover of darkness, buried beneath history and forgotten by those they bled to protect.
Suddenly, the shadowy threshold of the chamber twisted violently. The ambient light buckled, snapping like fragile glass. A disoriented, shadowy presence coalesced in the center of the room.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" a muffled, disembodied voice echoed out from the void. "Well, I'm here... but where is here? I can't remember anything..."
Before Diaz or Scarface could draw their weapons, the creeping darkness surged forward with terrifying velocity, expanding into a cavernous, hungry abyss.
"Did he just... swallow Prince Phobos?!" Diaz yelled, taking a desperate step back as the shadowy vortex expanded, pulling at the very foundations of the sanctuary.
The darkness lashed out toward the throne, intent on consuming everything in its path. Phobos, caught within the crushing interior of the entity, fought against the overwhelming gravity, projecting a barrier of radiant energy to shield those behind him.
"Can't hold out... I can't hold out!" Prince Phobos cried out, straining every ounce of his power as he fought to save his sisters, Will Vandom and Queen Elyon, alongside Darkness and Diaz from being pulled into the absolute void.



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