Amara hovered above the ground, her presence both a beacon of hope and a harbinger of something unknown. Her form was radiant yet alien, with streaks of energy coursing through her translucent body. Her eyes, once warm and determined, now glowed with an intensity that made even Tyler hesitate.
“Amara!” he shouted, stepping toward her, though his legs felt like lead. “Is it really you?”
She turned her head slowly, her gaze locking onto him. When she spoke, her voice carried a layered resonance, as though it were infused with the power of the rift itself.
“I am... here,” she said, the words hesitant and fractured. “But I am also... everywhere.”
“What does that mean?” Sofia asked, her voice trembling.
Amara’s glowing eyes softened briefly as she glanced at Sofia, but the tenderness was f
