Chapter 39 Whispers of Light

The chamber throbbed with a chaotic symphony of power. Elizabeth, bathed in an ethereal glow, pushed back against the monstrous entity with unwavering resolve. Her voice, once gentle, now resonated with a power that shook the very foundations of the mansion. Friesland watched, mesmerized and terrified, as Elizabeth's light clashed with the entity's dark energy. Cracks spiderwebbed across the ceiling, dust raining down in a thick cloud. The air itself crackled with an unnatural tension, threatening to ignite. The entity, its monstrous form recoiling from Elizabeth's radiance, roared in frustration. "Who are you? You defy the natural order!" Elizabeth's voice, though soft, carried an unwavering strength. "I am a protector," she declared. "And this place, these people, are under my care." With a surge of power, she forced the entity back towards the swirling vortex, the tendrils of darkness momentarily shrinking under her touch. A flicker of hope ignited within Friesland. Maybe, just