The city below lay cloaked in an uneasy twilight, streets quiet but charged with a hidden tension. Whispers of strange sightings and unexplained disappearances rippled through the shadows like a growing storm.
Aloysius moved through the alleys with purposeful steps, senses heightened to every flicker of divine radiation. The delicate balance he had fought so hard to achieve was under threat this time not from rival warriors, but from the unknown horrors lurking beyond the veil.
He reached a hidden sanctuary beneath the city, a place where old allies gathered keepers of ancient knowledge and warriors who had also survived the chaos of the fallen gods.
Their leader, a stoic woman named Kaelis, awaited him. Her eyes bore the weight of countless battles, and the faint glow of her own unique radiation marked her as a formidable Ascendant.
"The shadows grow restless," she said, voice low but steady. "The eldritch entities stir, and with them, cults that seek to unravel what we have rebuilt."
Aloysius nodded, his jaw tightening. "We've fought gods and their remnants, but this… this is something else. Something darker."
Kaelis stepped closer, pressing an ancient, rune-inscribed talisman into his hand. "This will help us trace the source of the new corruption. But be warned the closer we get, the more dangerous it becomes."
Lightning sparked at Aloysius' fingertips. "Then we move quickly. The veil is thinning, and if those creatures break through "
"We lose everything," Kaelis finished grimly.
Together, they prepared to face the gathering storm an enemy born from the forgotten abyss, threatening to consume the world beyond even the fallen gods' shadow.