Semua Bab Blood moon's curse: Bab 41 - Bab 50

The fire in Mira’s hearth crackled softly, but the warmth it offered did little to comfort the trio sitting around the table. Aria’s fingers trembled as she traced the ancient map on the glowing pages of the book. The golden light illuminated her face, casting flickering shadows that mirrored the turmoil within her.Kael leaned forward, his elbows propped on the table, his expression a mix of intrigue and apprehension. “The First Realm,” he muttered. “Sounds like the start of some terrible legend.”“It is,” Aria replied quietly, her eyes fixed on the intricate symbols and pathways etched into the page. “The First Realm… it’s where the veil between worlds was first created. It’s where the Heart was forged, where the balance of light and dark began.”Kael let out a low whistle. “So, basically, we’re heading straight into the birthplace of all this chaos. Great. Just great.”Aria glanced at him, the corners of her lips twitching in a brief, humorless smile. “You signed up for this, remem

The archway hummed behind them, its glow softening as if it had fed enough on their sacrifices, satisfied for now. The oppressive silence of the clearing weighed heavily on them, but it was nothing compared to the ache in Aria’s chest—a hollow, unfamiliar emptiness that seemed to reverberate through her very soul.She tried to steady her breathing, the cool night air brushing against her sweat-soaked skin. She felt Kael’s hand on her shoulder, steady and grounding, but she couldn’t look at him just yet. The echoes of what she had seen, of what she had given, still gripped her.Kael crouched beside her, his brow furrowed. “What happened in there? Are you hurt?” His voice was gentle, but beneath it, she could hear the worry he was trying to mask.“I’m fine,” Aria managed to say, though her voice wavered. She forced herself to look up at him, offering a faint, unconvincing smile. “Just… give me a minute.”Kael studied her for a long moment, his jaw tightening, but he nodded and stood. He

The path ahead felt endless, an unyielding stretch of strange terrain where even time itself seemed to waver. Each step carried with it an uneasy awareness that they were moving deeper into the heart of the First Realm—closer to the answers they sought, but also closer to the unknown dangers that lay in wait.Aria glanced at Kael, whose usual cocky demeanor had been replaced by a quiet intensity. The encounter with the Heart’s Mirror had left him shaken, though he refused to speak of it. His eyes carried a distant look, as though haunted by something he couldn’t share.Lucian walked ahead, his stride unrelenting. He moved with purpose, his sharp features set in a way that suggested he knew more about what lay ahead than he let on. His silence had grown heavier since they left the meadow, and though Aria wanted to confront him about it, she held back.“What is this place?” Aria finally broke the silence, her voice low. The air around them had shifted again, colder now, and the trees li

The Obsidian Plains stretched endlessly before them, a barren expanse of cracked earth and jagged black rocks that shimmered faintly in the dim sunlight. The air was heavy with static, each breath tinged with an acrid, metallic taste. Aria pulled her scarf tighter around her face, shielding herself from the biting wind that carried whispers of storms yet to come. “This place feels cursed,” Kael muttered, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword as his eyes scanned their surroundings. The uneasy silence was broken only by the occasional distant crackle of lightning. Lucian, walking ahead, seemed unbothered by the oppressive atmosphere. His dark cloak billowed behind him as if it were part of the shadows themselves. He paused, crouching to examine a jagged rock that seemed out of place, its surface etched with faint, unnatural patterns. “What are you looking at?” Kael asked, his tone laced with suspicion.Lucian remained at the doorway, his gaze sharp as the winds began to die down

The air inside the Weeping Caverns was thick and oppressive, each breath feeling like an effort. The melodic dripping of water had turned haunting, echoing around the group in disjointed rhythms. Aria felt a shiver crawl down her spine. The dim light from the glowing walls cast eerie, shifting shadows that made the cavern feel alive, as though it were watching their every move.Kael walked beside her, sword in hand, his shoulders tense. “I hate this place already,” he muttered, his voice low.Lucian, a few steps ahead, didn’t respond. His eyes were focused, scanning the winding tunnels for any sign of danger. He looked like a man who had been here before—or at least a man who wasn’t surprised by what he saw.Aria paused, running her fingers along one of the walls. Strange symbols etched into the rock seemed to pulse faintly, as though alive. “These markings,” she murmured, “they’re almost… speaking to me.”Kael stopped, his brow furrowed. “Speaking to you? That’s not creepy at all.”L