Chapter 82: Shadows and Salvation

The clearing was a battlefield of chaos and energy. The air crackled with the remnants of magic, the shadows of the forest closing in as the moon hung high above, still cloaked in the eclipse. I faced Gabriel, every muscle in my body taut with exhaustion and determination. He rose slowly from the ground, a dark aura pulsating around him, eyes filled with malevolent intent.

"You're strong, Emily," Gabriel said, his voice cold and calculating. "But strength alone won't save you."

With a swift motion, he unleashed another wave of dark magic. I barely managed to raise a shield in time, the force of the impact sending me staggering backward. The artifact in my hand vibrated with energy, its light flickering as if struggling to maintain its power.

Gabriel advanced, his attacks relentless. Each strike chipped away at my defenses, and I could feel my strength waning. I knew I couldn't hold out much longer, but giving up was not an option. I had come too far, sacrificed too much. I had to find