The two new Nullsworn hurtled towards them across the desolate expanse, their forms burning with a fierce, corrupted energy that distorted the already hazy light.
They moved with a singular, terrifying purpose, their silent shrieks echoing in the minds of the Wardens.
"Zephyr, with me!" Lyra projected, her white lightblade flaring as she surged forward to meet the approaching threat.
She moved with blinding speed, a streak of pure energy against the tainted landscape, intercepting one of the Nullsworn before it could reach Zephyr's vulnerable position.
Zephyr, his orange light intensified, remained steadfast, his Radiant Flow shield still focused on protecting Einar and the critical nexus point.
He unleashed a powerful burst of energy towards the second Nullsworn, forcing it to momentarily falter in its advance.
Einar, meanwhile, gritted his teeth – a purely spiritual sensation – as he struggled to maintain his focus on the intricate patterns of Void energy flowing through the crystalline array.
The chaotic energies of the approaching Nullsworn, the fierce battle erupting just beyond Zephyr's shield, threatened to shatter his concentration. The fragile thread of mending energy felt like it could snap at any moment.
He focused on the feeling of the Void within him, the steady, unwavering absence that was the source of his power.
He pictured the delicate dance of frequencies needed to heal the veil, pushing back the distractions, anchoring his will to the task at hand.
Lyra engaged her opponent in a whirlwind of light and shadow, her blade a blur as she expertly parried and countered the Nullsworn's frantic attacks.
Zephyr, after his initial burst, found himself under immense pressure as the second Nullsworn pressed its assault, shadowy tendrils lashing against his straining Radiant Flow shield.
Despite the chaos surrounding him, Einar managed to maintain the flow of Void energy.
He could see the veil before him slowly but surely knitting itself back together, the terrifying abyss receding, replaced by a more stable, though still shimmering, barrier.
Finally, with a burst of focused power, Lyra struck the decisive blow, her lightblade piercing the corrupted core of her opponent, causing it to dissipate into nothingness.
Turning instantly, she saw Zephyr struggling against the relentless assault of the remaining Nullsworn.
With a swift maneuver, she launched a focused beam of pure Soul Society energy, striking the Nullsworn from behind, giving Zephyr the opening he needed.
He unleashed another powerful counter-burst of Radiant Flow, finally dispelling the weakened foe.
Silence fell once more, heavier this time, thick with the residue of battle. Einar, his energy reserves feeling depleted, could finally cease the flow of Void energy.
The veil before them, though still bearing scars, was visibly mended, the immediate threat of a major tear averted.
They had held the line, but the cost of their efforts was palpable.
The Silent Sands Expanse remained a desolate reminder of Gorok's relentless assault on the very fabric of their existence.