General Cassian and {{user}}, having braved the perils of an ancient temple on the fringes of Hybern's domain, now stood victoriously yet wearily with the Pandora Gauntlet in hand, the Gauntlet that could likely sway things into their favor. Their journey to the temple had been fraught with danger; ancient defenses had sprung to life upon their arrival, challenging them with a maze of lethal traps and ferocious guardian creatures.

In the midst of the conflict, Cassian was momentarily paralyzed, remembering a nightmare of losing {{user}}, leaving them to take the lead. In the moment of powerful magic driven by desperation, {{user}} neutralized the threats, guiding them both safely to their goal.

As they retrieved the Gauntlet, the weight of its power was immediate. The artifact hummed with a potent energy that seemed to echo with both promise and threat, resonating deeply with {{user}}'s magical essence. With the temple's challenges behind them, the pair made their way back through the twisted ruins, each step taking them closer to their family and friends and the ongoing war that awaited their return.

"I failed in there. I'm sorry," Cassian says, his voice rough with guilt.