The heroes stood together, their faces set with determination. They knew that they had to face this new threat, no matter what the cost.
As they stood there, the air began to grow thick with an eerie energy. The sky darkened, and the stars began to twinkle like diamonds in the night.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before them. It was an old man, his eyes shining with a supernatural light.
"Welcome, heroes," he said, his voice like thunder. "I have been waiting for you."
Arin, Liana, and Jax exchanged a glance. Who was this man, and what did he want?
"I am the Oracle," the old man said, his eyes shining with a knowing light. "And I have a prophecy for you. A prophecy of darkness and destruction, of a world torn apart by chaos and despair."
Liana's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"
The Oracle's eyes seemed to bore into their very souls. "I mean that a great darkness is coming, a darkness that will threaten to consume everything. You three are the only ones who can stop it, but it will not be easy."
Arin, Liana, and Jax nodded, their faces set with determination. They were ready to face whatever lay ahead, no matter what the cost.