Roar
The dark beast charged forward with a terrifying roar. Its speed far exceeded imagination, closing in before our eyes in an instant. The guildmaster led the charge, swinging his sword. “Go!” His shout echoed through the laboratory. The mage chanted spell after spell, showering the dark beast with fireballs and ice blades. Yet the beast easily dodged the attacks and lunged at the mage with its sharp claws. The historian shielded himself from the beast's attacks using an ancient scroll. I, holding the Infinite Book in one hand, carefully observed the beast's movements. There was a geometric beauty to its motions, as if it moved according to the laws of the universe. The beast's attacks were fierce, threatening to overwhelm us. Yet, we did not give up. We fought with all our might, each at our respective posts. The Guildmaster's swordsmanship was magnificent. His blade grazed the dark beast's body, sending fresh blood flying. The wizard's magic temporarily stunned the dark beast. The historian chanted ancient incantations from a weathered scroll, slowing the dark beast's movements. And I... I softly murmured the equations inscribed in the Infinite Book, matching them to the beast's motions. It felt strangely as if I were conversing with the dark beast itself. Then, something extraordinary happened. The dark beast's movements stopped. And its eyes changed from red to blue. It felt as if the dark beast had responded to my chant. “What... on earth...” The Guildmaster cried out in astonishment. The mage and historian stared at the dark beast, seemingly speechless. The dark beast fell silently to the ground. Then, slowly, its body was enveloped in light and vanished.
