With the sea screaming beneath him like a thousand voices crying his name, Kael stood at the edge of the cliff. He felt the weight of his choices pressing down on him, yet he didn't waver. Zara was beside him, holding his hand firmly, her presence bringing him down in the midst of the chaos.
Her voice could almost be heard above the breaking waves as she muttered, "Kael." "Are you certain of this?"
His eyes were furious but also full of compassionate resolve as he turned to face her. "We can't go back now because we've travelled too far. This is the only way we can find the truth and put an end to this cycle.
The others waited nervously behind them. As Jorath gripped his weapon, his fingers twitching as though he were expecting an attack, Liora, with her ever-calculating intellect, searched the horizon. Over the last few days, the group had become fatigued, but their resolve had not wavered.
At Kael's feet was the antiquated artefact they had recovered from the ruins. Its elaborate en
