The Heart Forge was dying.
From every corner of the realm, people looked toward the sky as enormous fractures spread across reality.
Stars vanished.
Mountains flickered.
Entire rivers appeared and disappeared in moments.
Time itself was becoming unstable.
Within the hidden chamber beneath Auroria, Aria, Rowan, and Vareth stood surrounded by silver light.
The mark of the Sovereigns burned upon their hands.
The Third Throne had chosen them.
Now it was guiding them.
"How do we stop it?" Rowan asked.
The ancient voice answered immediately.
"Reach the Core."
The chamber disappeared.
The three Sovereigns found themselves standing inside a vast silver corridor.
Neither Auroria nor the underground sanctuary remained visible.
They had entered a place beyond ordinary reality.
A path
