As Emily stood outside her house, she felt a sense of resolve wash over her.
She had made her decision, and she was ready to face the consequences.
The night was dark and foreboding, the shadows cast by the moonlight seeming to twist and writhe on the ground.
Emily felt a shiver run down her spine, but she stood tall, her heart pounding with determination.
She knew that she was taking a risk, but she was willing to do whatever it took to protect the world from the darkness.
And if that meant giving up her soul, then so be it, with a sense of purpose, Emily set off towards the cavern, her footsteps quiet on the forest floor.
She knew that Malakai would be waiting for her, and she was ready to face him.
As she walked, the shadows seemed to grow darker, more menacing.
But Emily knew that she was in control. She was the Shadow Queen, and she would not be defeated.
