Every Minute Ends Manhua

Luna stood at the edge of a yawning abyss, the chasm gaping wide before her like a hungry maw. The stench of decay wafted up, mingling with the acrid scent of sulfur that filled the air. She tightened her grip on the hilt of her blade, eyes fixed on the darkness that churned below. The time had come to face the Shadowfiend, to confront the source of all their suffering and strife. Her companions stood at her side, their faces grim but determined, ready to stand by her until the very end. Luna could feel the weight of their hopes and fears pressing down on her shoulders, but she refused to buckle under the burden. As she stepped forward, a low rumble echoed through the cavernous chamber, the sound like the ominous growl of a beast about to strike. Shadows danced and flickered on the walls, writhing like living things as the air grew thick with malevolence. And then, emerging from the darkness, came the Shadowfiend itself. It loomed tall and terrible, a shapeless mass of writhing tendrils and glowing eyes that bore into Luna's soul. She felt a cold shiver run down her spine, but she stood her ground, meeting its gaze with a steely resolve. "You have caused enough suffering," Luna declared, her voice ringing out clear and strong. "It ends here, with me." The Shadowfiend let out a chilling howl, a sound that seemed to reverberate through the very foundations of the world. But Luna did not waver. With a fierce battle cry, she charged forward, her blade flashing in the dim light as she prepared to face her greatest challenge yet. Every minute that passed brought her closer to the decisive moment, every heartbeat pounding in her chest a reminder of the stakes at hand. As she clashed with the Shadowfiend, steel meeting shadow in a whirlwind of fury, Luna knew that this was the moment she had been born for. The fate of their shattered world hung in the balance, but Luna was ready to fight until her last breath. For every minute ended, a new chapter would begin, one where hope would triumph over despair, and light would pierce through the darkest of shadows.