Chapter 341: ShadowKeeper
The Shadowkeeper loomed over them, its presence sucking the air out of the room. Elara could feel its power, a cold, crushing weight that seemed to press down on her chest.
The group stood frozen, their eyes locked on the creature as it regarded them with a detached curiosity. Its eyes seemed to bore into their souls, searching for a weakness.
Lyra was the first to move, her hands weaving a complex pattern in the air. A burst of energy shot towards the Shadowkeeper, but it didn’t even flink.
The creature’s gaze didn’t waver, its eyes still fixed on the group. "You think you can defeat me?" it said, its voice like a cold wind. "I have guarded this realm for millennia."
Arachne stepped forward, her eyes flashing with anger. "Not anymore," she said, her voice low and deadly.
The group launched themselves at the Shadowkeeper, their movements swift and coordinated. Elara darted to the side, the shadowsteel dagger glining in the dim light.
The Shadowkeeper was fast, its movements almost too quick to follow. But Elara was ready, her dagger slicing through the air as the creature lunged at her.
The blade bit deep into the Shadowkeeper’s shoulder, and it let out a deafening scream. The sound was like a physical force, sending Elara flying across the room.
As she scrambled to her feet, Elara saw that the Shadowkeeper was already healing, its wound closing with an eerie speed.
"This thing is like a Terminator," Lucias muttered, his eyes wide with fear.