The Temple of Ashen Veil loomed like a monument to despair, its towering stone walls etched with glowing runes that pulsed ominously in the night. The air vibrated with a primal energy that made Lily’s magic stir uneasily. Each step closer to the temple made her chest tighten, as if the very walls were warning her to turn back.
Eric walked beside her, his hand brushing hers for reassurance. Behind them, the pack followed in tense silence. The weight of their mission hung over them all—this was not just another battle; it was the fight to preserve everything Lily and Eric had built together.
At the entrance to the temple, Aldric and Mira worked to dismantle the magical wards guarding the threshold. The runes shimmered faintly before dimming, granting them entry. Inside, the air was colder
