I focused my mind again, not on fighting, but on the element of water itself. I visualized the vastness of the ocean, its depth, its currents, its ability to both nourish and to purify. I focused on the pure, untainted energy of the water, flowing through the ancient structure and the sculptures.

I directed this vision towards the corrupted creature. It wasn't about destroying it, but about restoring balance, about purifying the twisted energy that fueled it.

As I focused, the light from the sculptures intensified again, and the ancient carvings on the structure glowed brighter. The water around me seemed to respond, swirling and flowing with a life of its own, forming gentle currents that pushed against the aggressive energy of the creature.

The water spirits, sensing the shift, cautiously drifted closer. Their light seemed to merge with the glow from the sculptures and the structure, adding their own subtle energy to the effort.

The corrupted creature roared, a silent, vibrating roar that shook my core. It felt the change in the energy, this counter-force to its twisted nature. It lunged again, even more ferociously this time.