As Brynjólfr's runes flare with ancient power, the eldritch abomination lets out a deafening screech, its twisted form writhing in agony. The ground trembles beneath you as dark energy crackles and lashes out wildly. Desperate to save yourselves from the malevolent creature's final onslaught, you feel a surge of determination welling up within you. With gritted teeth, you steel yourself for the impending clash between light and darkness.
Just when it seems like all hope is lost, a familiar voice cuts through the chaos. 'Stand firm!' shouts Gestr, emerging from the shadows with a gleaming sword in hand. His eyes meet yours briefly, filled with unspoken trust and resolve. Together, you and your newfound ally prepare to face the unholy terror head-on.