The silver pillar of light pierced the crimson sky.
Its brilliance washed over every corner of Noctis.
The dragons lowered their heads.
The royal guards knelt.
Even the raging shadows shrank away from its radiance.
I stood in the center of the ruined Hall of Memories, unable to move as an incredible warmth spread through my body.
The Blood Crown no longer felt heavy.
It felt...
Alive.
The voices inside it fell silent.
In their place came a single heartbeat.
Mine.
Cassian stared at me in awe.
"Aria..."
His voice barely rose above a whisper.
"You did it."
Before I could answer, power surged through my veins.
Silver light spiraled around my arms, weaving itself into elegant armor etched with ancient runes.
A flowing white cloak settled over my shoulders.
In my right hand, a
