As the realization of the sacrifice settled in their hearts, Eric and Gabriel exchanged a solemn glance. One of them had to make the ultimate sacrifice to save mankind from the insidious grasp of Azazel's darkness. With an unwavering determination, they steeled themselves to make the impossible choice.
A cliffhanger loomed on the horizon as Gabriel, his voice tremoring slightly, turned to Eric and spoke the fateful words: "It has to be you. Your mortal spirit is the conduit we need." Eric hesitated, torn between the desire to protect Gabriel and the weight of the world's hopes resting on his shoulders.
Eric's heart sank as he listened to Gabriel's selfless proclamation. The weight of the decision pressed upon him, but he knew deep down that Gabriel was right. With a heavy breath, Eric nodded in reluctant acceptance.
As the final moments approached, Gabriel stepped forward, his eyes shining with transient determination. He whispered a heartfelt plea to the heavens, his voice mingling with the rhythmic chants of the ancient rituals. The surge of energy intensified, crackling with unbridled power.