The path was thinner as the group ascended the final ridges. Crystal’s legs ached, but the sight before them made every step worth it.
The temple stood atop the peak, carved from stone, ancient and awe-inspiring. Its walls were covered with runes, glowing faintly in the early morning light, and paintings of wolves, and flames intertwining in ways she could not fully comprehend.
The carvings seemed to stare back at them. Crystal’s chest tightened at the history, a mixture of reverence and an unspoken warning threading through her thoughts.
Ryder moved at her side. Every now and then, he would glance at her, his golden eyes piercing her. The others followed closely behind, Darius and Evren leading the way, their steps confident over the jagged rocks.
Crystal felt the unity of the grou
