"We need to buy time," Raven Nightshade whispers, her eyes darting to the fallen Blademaster. "I'll create a diversion to draw the demon's attention while the rest of you attempt to close the Rift."

Raven's suggestion cuts through the chaos of battle, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the despair of Sir Malachar's fall.

"You're right, Raven," you declare, determination burning in your heart. "We cannot allow Sir Malachar's sacrifice to be in vain. We must press on and find a way to close the Rift, no matter the cost."

With Raven's plan in motion, Aria sets to work creating a diversion, her magic swirling around her as she conjures illusions to confound the demon's senses. Meanwhile, you and the rest of your party steel yourselves for the task ahead, knowing that the fate of Ethrion hangs in the balance.

As Aria's illusions dance and weave through the battlefield, drawing the demon's attention away from the Rift, you and your companions seize the opportunity to make your move. Aria channels her magic, weaving powerful spells to weaken the demon's defenses, while Raven Nightshadow uses her stealth and agility to navigate the chaos and reach the Rift.

With the demon momentarily distracted, you and the others focus all your efforts on closing the Rift, pouring every ounce of strength and skill into the task at hand. The air crackles with energy as you draw upon the very essence of your being, channeling it into the Rift in a desperate bid to seal it shut.

For a moment, it seems as though your efforts might succeed. The Rift shudders and groans, dark tendrils writhing and twisting as they struggle against your combined might. But just as victory seems within reach, disaster strikes.

With a deafening roar, the demon breaks free from Aria's illusions, its gaze fixing upon you with a malevolent fury. In an instant, it unleashes a devastating blast of dark energy, tearing through the battlefield and striking you and your companions with its full force.

As the darkness consumes you, you feel a sense of despair washing over you, knowing that your valiant efforts have been in vain. Sir Malachar's sacrifice was not enough to save Ethrion, and now you and your companions are doomed to share his fate.

In the end, all that remains is darkness and despair, as the demon's triumphant laughter echoes through the void.