THE TRUTH OF THE ABYSS
Darkness swallowed them. Lykos and Aria fell through the void as if the world itself had collapsed, the molten waves of shadow and silver consuming all light. Their bodies were battered, their energy strained, but their hands remained locked, their bond the only anchor in the all-encompassing nothingness.
“Lykos… I… I can feel it…” Aria whispered, silver aura flaring weakly, flickering like a candle against a storm. “Something… beneath us… the core… it’s alive… it’s watching… judging…”
He gritted his teeth, wolf instincts coiling. “Then we face it. Whatever waits… we face it together. Always.”
The darkness split suddenly, molten silver veins carving paths through the void, illuminating a massive chamber at the abyss’s core. It was impossible—towering walls of liv
