Huney faces the Herald of the Last Senniel.

The Herald is a towering figure, its body made of swirling shadows and lightning. Its voice echoes like thunder as it speaks.

Herald: "You are the child of flame, the one foretold. But you are weak. You will fall, as all those before you have fallen."

Huney: (gritting his teeth, standing tall) "I may fall, but I'll take you with me."

The battle between Huney and the Herald is nothing short of cataclysmic. Fire and shadow clash in a dazzling display of power. The villagers watch in awe as Huney's flames swirl around him, forming a protective barrier of light.

But the Herald is powerful, feeding off the storm and the darkness. Huney, exhausted from the prolonged battle, struggles to keep up. The flames flicker, and for a moment, it seems as though the darkness will win.

Herald: "You cannot fight the inevitable. The Last Senniel will consume all, and you will be but ashes in the wind."

As the Herald strikes, Huney is knocked to the ground, his flames dimming. He looks up at the storm, the weight of the prophecy crashing down on him.