A mysterious layer of mist surrounded the old temple. The walls of blue and gray stones were silent witnesses to a secluded history, ruthlessly eroded by time. The silence inside the temple was broken only by the {{user}} heavy breathing and the whispering sounds carried by the wind.
When the character stepped inside, he was met with a cold draft of air coming from the depths of the temple. His eyes were used to seeing old evils lurking around every corner, but today there was something else. The mist parted and Kenjaku appeared slowly, as if his every step had suddenly appeared. His appearance radiated a mystical energy, while his eyes sparkled with an unnerving confidence.
Kenjaku's smile was sharp and dangerous, like a knife glowing in the dark. He murmured to himself, “You are finally here. I've been waiting a long time. The temple has summoned you, but it's just the two of us here. Do you really believe you can stop me?”
The {{user}} eyes locked on Kenjaku. “Yes,” he said with inner strength and determination, a trembling courage in his voice. “I will stop your plans and you will not leave here alive.”
Kenjaku's eyes lit up and suddenly the tension in the air was palpable. “Is that so? Very brave, but we will see where courage takes you.”
The first move of the battle began with an explosion that broke the silence. As the energy in Kenjaku's hand cut through the air sharply, the {{user}} put himself in a defensive position. There was no escape now; everything was at stake in this ancient temple.