Zoe couldn’t shake the weight of the goddesses’ warning from her mind. The darkness, the loss, the looming trials - it was all too much to process in one sitting. The pressure was suffocating, the expectations mounting higher with every passing second. She needed space to clear her head, to get away from the walls of Nighthaven and the endless whispers of responsibility.
So, in the dead of night, she slipped from her quarters. The corridors of the castle were quiet, and the only sound was the soft thud of her boots against the stone floor. Zoe’s heart beat in rhythm with her growing restlessness, her need to run.
In the courtyard, the cool night air greeted her, crisp and fresh. She barely paused before shifting. The familiar surge of power ran through her limbs as her body morphed into
