(Freya's POV)
The sudden push startled me, and as I teetered on the edge, my hands desperately clung to the Chrono Orb. The unexpected shove disrupted the cosmic serenity, plunging me into a moment of chaos."Who pushed Freya?" The outraged voices of my friends rang out in unison, their protective instincts kicking in. The accusation echoed through the chamber, creating a ripple of tension among the group.As I steadied myself, the Chrono Orb still cradled in my hands, I looked around to identify the culprit. A concerned Callihoe, my aunt and guardian, appeared in my thoughts. If someone dared to harm her niece, they were in for a stern reprimand.The atmosphere shifted from wonder to confrontation, and the cosmic adventure took an unexpected turn. The Chrono Orb, now a symbol of both myster
