The sanctuary was alive with light.
Elias stood at the center of the chamber, his eyes closed, feeling the Primordial Light pulse through him. It was a part of him now, woven into his very being. He could feel its warmth in his veins, its brightness in his thoughts, its power in his bones. The shadow was still there, a comforting presence at the edge of his consciousness, balancing the light with its gentle darkness.
He had been the guardian for months now, and the role had become as natural as breathing. But the weight of it pressed down on him, a constant reminder of the responsibility he carried. The void was out there, waiting, watching, and it would not rest until it had claimed the light.
You are worried, the shadow said. I can feel it.
Elias opened his eyes. "I am. The void is p
