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Chapter 20

Penulis: Kelvin Foster
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-13 20:11:18

Chapter Twenty: The Rebirth Begins

The sigil pulsed faintly under the moonlight like a living wound carved into the earth. The glow shimmered in soft hues of crimson and violet, strange colors that didn't belong in this world—alien, ancient.

Lyra stood at the edge of the symbol, her boots inches from the etching. She didn’t need to ask anyone what it meant. Somehow, deep in her bones, she knew.

This wasn’t just a message.

It was a calling.

Killian circled the perimeter with a few warriors, their faces tight with unease. “We scanned the area. No signs of anyone nearby. No scent trails. No magical footprints. Whoever left this was either extremely skilled or not fully corporeal.”

Lyra knelt and traced her fingers over the curves of her name etched into the dirt. “Then they didn’t want to be found. They wanted this to be discovered… deliberately. The question is why.”

A low voice spoke from behind her. “Because it’s your destiny.”

She turned to find Astra standing beneath the scorched tr
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