Cyber finally struck down the last demon before him, opening a clear path ahead.
His features twisted with fury, he let out a hoarse roar, charging forward.
The golden light bloomed on his body, making him look like a burning torch, guiding the vanguard of Frost Elves ever onward!
The elves surged like a golden tide, surpassing the darkness, continuously sprinting!
From above, a golden torrent could be seen flowing upwards along the winding mountain path!
Finally, the dazzling gold, like an eagle spreading its wings, soared gloriously into the storm clouds encircling the clifftop...
Cyber's vision suddenly darkened, a fog of uncertainty spreading around him.
The light of lightning seemed to encircle him, the rumble of thunder never so close before...
Yet in his heart, he felt increasingly exhilarated and excited.
The black mist continued to assault him, the power of the abyss within the clouds.
