"Circle formation!" Alpha Markus's voice cut through the din, his command resonant and clear. We moved as one, a living fortress against the encroaching darkness. Gamma Thorne's hands traced ancient runes in the air, his efforts focused on disrupting the Faes' sorcery. Elara Windrider, her eyes ablaze with a fierce determination, chanted verses of counter-magic, her voice intertwining with Thorne's incantations. Eden, a conduit of raw power, channeled his essence into the earth, vines erupting ...