Chapter 28
The ground trembled beneath their feet.
Screams echoed from the outer corridors. Steel clashed with steel. Magic ripped through the walls like wind through leaves.
Elira pushed off Kael’s chest, eyes blazing with golden heat. “Where is Sira now?”
Maera wiped blood from her cheek. “She's heading toward the Heartstone. She’s not hiding this time.”
“Good,” Elira said. Her voice was calm, too calm. “Because neither am I.”
Kael rose beside her, his runes glowing faintly. “We fight together.”
Cyra drew her twin blades. “No. We end this.”
Origin’s Descent
As they ran down the spiral stone stairs of the dome chamber, Origin’s sky pulsed an eerie crimson. The protective enchantments carved into the ceilings were cracking flickers of old magic disintegrating like ash in the wind
