A heavy silence filled the temple, broken only by the flickering of the torches casting eerie shadows against the ancient stone walls. Elena pressed a hand to her temple, still reeling from the strange sensation of loss. Something had been taken from her—something important. But she couldn't grasp what it was.
Kael stood at her side, his presence steady, grounding. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again, his golden eyes searching hers.
Elena inhaled deeply before nodding. “I have to be.”
Serin’s gaze remained fixed on the glowing mural. His expression was unreadable, but Elena could sense the tension rolling off him. “This changes everything,” he murmured.
Kael followed his stare. “If this is the truth… then history was rewritten.”
Elena’s fingers brushed the wall, tracing the ima
