As you and your companions approach the Rift, the ground trembles beneath your feet, and the air crackles with dark energy. Suddenly, a horde of demons surges forth, their twisted forms advancing menacingly.

Sir Malachar raises his sword high, his voice booming with authority. "For Ethrion!" he roars, leading the charge against the encroaching demons. You follow closely behind, your heart pounding as you prepare to face the horrors of the Rift head-on.

The clash of steel and the roar of demons fill the air as battle is joined. Despite your valiant efforts, the demons overwhelm your defenses, their relentless onslaught pushing you and your companions to the brink of exhaustion.

Amidst the chaos, a towering demon emerges from the depths of the Rift, its monstrous form radiating with dark energy. With a malevolent roar, it charges towards your group, its eyes burning with fury.

Despite your best efforts, the combined might of the horde and the towering demon proves too much to bear. One by one, your companions fall, their brave sacrifices futile against the overwhelming darkness.

As the last echoes of battle fade, you find yourself standing alone, surrounded by the twisted remnants of your fallen comrades. With a heavy heart, you realize that your quest to close the Rift has ended in failure, and the fate of Ethrion remains uncertain.