Chapter: The Heart of Shadows
The night after their encounter with the figure in the ruins, Aelir and Lira didn’t sleep. The weight of the warning still clung to them, as heavy as the darkness that had enveloped the chamber. The ruins, now quiet and lifeless, seemed to echo with the last remnants of the figure’s words. The Dominion’s bloodline had never truly been extinguished, and its influence still lingered in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to rise once more.
As dawn broke, the two of them stood at the edge of the ruins, looking out over the darkened landscape. The city of Willowdeep lay in the distance, peaceful for now, unaware of the danger brewing just beyond the horizon.
“We can’t go back, can we?” Lira’s voice was soft, more of a statement than a question.
Aelir sho
