However, within the lingering echoes of the cosmic clash, an ominous sensation gripped the air. The throne room, though purified, retained an aura of uncertainty. Sophia and Nuala exchanged a cautious glance, sensing that the malevolent forces might not have been entirely vanquished.
Just as the elemental duo prepared for any unforeseen developments, a low, guttural growl resonated from the shadows. The Demon King, though weakened, emerged from the remnants of darkness with a fierce determination. His form, now more tenuous than before, radiated an eerie malevolence.
The transformed throne room became a stage for the final act of the cosmic confrontation. Sophia, gripping her lightning bolt, and Nuala, ready to wield the powers of draconic water, faced the reemerging malevolent sovereign. The air crackled with tension as the trio stood at the precipice of the ultimate clash.
