The mountain continued to tremble.
Aria stood at the entrance of the ancient chamber, staring at the darkness where the First Blood had vanished.
The voice still echoed inside her head.
You cannot escape what your blood has chosen.
She looked down at her hands.
One side of her power was silver.
The other carried the crimson-black glow of the Eclipse.
She had spent her entire life believing she was powerless.
Now she carried two ancient bloodlines.
And somehow, that made her more dangerous than she had ever imagined.
Kaelen approached.
“We need to leave.”
Aria looked at him.
“We need answers first.”
Elias nodded.
“There may be something here that explains what has happened.”
They searched the chamber.
Ancient symbols covered every wall.
Aria placed her hand against one.
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