Releas date: nov / 14 /24

Yumi and Zara sprinted across the battlefield, their hearts pounding with urgency. The remnants of their intense fight against Zahar's forces still lingered in the air, a testament to their combined strength.

"That was... intense," Yumi panted, her eyes still glowing faintly green. "I've never pushed my Crystal Bearer abilities that far before."

Zara nodded, electricity crackling softly around her staff. "Those shadow creatures were relentless. For a moment there, I thought we might be overwhelmed."

"But we weren't," Yumi replied, a hint of pride in her voice. "Our teamwork was stronger than their numbers."

As they hurried towards where they knew Irah would be, Zara's brow furrowed with concern. "I wonder what's happening with Irah right now. Do you think we'll make it in time?"

Yumi's pace quickened. "We have to. Irah's facing something big, I can feel it. He'll need all the help he can get."

They crested a hill, and the landscape before them took their breath away. In the distance, they could see flashes of light and dark energy clashing violently.

Yumi whispered, her eyes wide. "What are we walking into?"

Zara gripped her staff tighter. "Whatever it is, we face it together. Come on, we need to hurry!"

With renewed determination, they raced towards the epicenter of the conflict, hoping that they weren't too late to make a difference in the final confrontation.

The air crackled with tension as Amaru stood at the edge of the battlefield, his water constructs swirling around him in a mesmerizing dance. Before him, the shadowy minions of Zahar swarmed like a dark tide, their twisted forms a stark contrast to the majestic beasts that opposed them.

Amaru's eyes darted between the clashing forces, his heart pounding with the weight of the moment. The guardians fought with a primal fury that shook the very earth, their forms blurred by the intensity of combat. Yet, even as they held the line, Amaru could sense the urgency in their movements, the unspoken plea in their otherworldly eyes.

That unspoken plea, clear as day to Amaru, seemed to say, "Go, water-wielder. Your destiny lies not here with us, but with Irah. We can handle these dark minions, but only you and Irah together can face the true threat. Don't worry about us – this is our purpose, our battle. Your battle lies ahead. Hurry, before it's too late!"

It was this silent message, conveyed through mere glances and the intensity of their actions, that ultimately pushed Amaru to make his decision and race towards Irah, leaving the guardians to their fated battle.

A particularly vicious assault from the dark forces caused one of the guardians to stumble, and in that instant, Amaru made his decision. With a fluid motion, he dissolved his water constructs, the mist settling over the battlefield like a shroud.

"Noble guardians," Amaru murmured, his voice barely audible over the din of battle. "Your sacrifice will not be in vain."