The blinding light faded, leaving behind an eerie silence punctuated only by the ragged gasps of Lyra, Elara, and Kael. Dust motes
danced in the weak light filtering through the shattered ceiling of the grotto, illuminating the devastation wrought by the celestial explosion. The vibrant crystalline structures that had once adorned the cavern were now fractured remnants, a stark testament to the ferocity of the battle. Yet, amidst the ruins, a profound sense of peace settled, a stillness that spoke of a terrible burden lifted.
Lyra stirred, a low groan escaping her lips as she tried to sit up. Her body ached, every muscle screaming in protest, but the
overwhelming relief far outweighed the physical pain. She looked to her left, where Elara lay still, her face pale but her breath even. Ka
