The journey to the northern mountains took five days.
Aria, Kael, Ethan, and a small group of elite warriors traveled through frozen valleys and ancient forests untouched by time.
The pillar of silver light remained visible the entire way.
It seemed to call to Aria.
Every night she dreamed of the same place.
A golden gate standing among the stars.
And a woman whose face she could never quite see.
On the sixth day, they finally arrived.
Everyone stopped in awe.
A colossal gate towered before them.
Its surface was covered in glowing runes.
Silver chains as thick as tree trunks wrapped around it.
"This is impossible," Ethan whispered.
"The gate has been sealed for a thousand years."
As Aria approached, the crescent mark on her wrist began glowing.
The runes answered immediately
