The sun had just begun to rise, but there was little light in Elena's heart as she stood on the edge of the battlefield. The clash between the Echoes and the priests' forces had been swift, brutal, and unrelenting. The ground beneath them was soaked with the evidence of their struggle—sword and shield, blood and resolve. But the battle was far from over. The priests had gathered their full strength, and now it was time for the final confrontation.
Elena felt the weight of everything on her shoulders. The Inverse Mark burned on her arm, its power coursing through her veins. It was no longer just a curse, but a force—a power she had learned to control. It was the key to breaking the system that had shackled her people for generations. But even with that power, she knew she couldn't do it al
