In stark and violent contrast to Nox, whose iron will remained utterly unshakeable amidst the chaos, a creeping, insidious doubt had begun to erode the minds of his companions. They watched, frozen in a cocktail of awe and absolute terror, as the raven displayed a suicidal determination and a terrifying perseverance. Time and time again, the creature returned, tireless and relentless, intent on slaughtering them all.
"Is it... is it truly possible for us to vanquish such a thing?" asked a guardian. His voice was broken, a fragile whisper that barely carried over the wind. His eyes were empty, void of any lingering emotion, staring blankly ahead as if his very soul had already deserted the battlefield, leaving behind only a hollow shell.
"Without a shadow of a doubt," Nox replied instantly.
