The figure cloaked in shadows stepped forward, the darkness around her seeming to pulse with each step. Lyra, still in Astrid's body, felt a chill run down her spine.
"Who are you?" Liam demanded, his voice steady despite the fear gnawing at him.
The figure’s hooded head tilted slightly, revealing a pair of piercing, otherworldly eyes. "I am Seraphina," she said, her voice echoing with an ethereal quality. "And you have stumbled upon things far beyond your comprehension."
Nova’s eyes widened in realization. "Seraphina... Astrid mentioned that name. We thought she was hallucinating."
Seraphina's lips curled into a faint, almost enigmatic smile. "Astrid was not hallucinating. I am very real."
Lyra stepped forward, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and determination. "We need to fix
