The Sentinels of the Void: III - Passion's Dwindling Flame

In a world once ablaze with passion, the Sentinels' touch leaves a chilling void, the remnants of fervor clashing against the encroaching darkness. Amid a tumultuous hellscape of fire and blood, a lone figure in an orange robe stands defiantly before a raging inferno. The flames, once a beacon of individual zeal and intensity, now flicker, struggling against the dark, swirling roots that reach out hungrily, aiming to snuff out the blaze. These roots, borne from the Sentinels' chilling presence, signify the overwhelming void of lost passion. Yet, the robed figure stands tall, a living testament to the battle between fiery ardor and the dark absence of it. Their attire speaks of devotion, commitment, and a burning purpose. Before, the power of passion illuminated even the darkest corners. Yet now, the abyss consumes that resulting in a total absence of passion.