Fenris's POV
When I woke, my body felt like lead. Every muscle ached, and my chest burned with an intensity that made it hard to breathe. The ground beneath me was cold and uneven, and for a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was. My hand instinctively went to my chest, finding the moonstone—its light weak, but steady.
Then it all came rushing back.
The rift, the crystal, Kara.
I bolted upright, the pain in my chest forgotten as panic took over. “Kara!” My voice echoed in the emptiness, and I scanned the area frantically. The ground was fractured, glowing faintly with the residual energy of the rift. The crystal stood a few feet away, its carvings dim and lifeless.
But Kara was gone.
I staggered to my feet, my vision swimming as I tried to steady myself. My mind raced, replaying the
