The Prophet’s army, the shadows that had emerged from the darkness like specters of doom, were still there. They hadn’t moved, not yet. It was as if they were waiting for something, for an order, or perhaps just for their leader to regain control.But the longer I stood in the clearing, the more I felt something shifting. Not just in the air around me, not just in the faint whispers of magic curling through the trees, but within me.At first, I thought it was just the aftershocks of everything we had just faced—the tension, the fear, the uncertainty of the Prophet’s return—but no. This was different. This wasn’t just a feeling. This was a spark.A spark that wasn’t mine alone.I could feel it now, pulsing beneath my skin, a warmth spreading through my chest. But it wasn’t like anything I had ever experienced before. It wasn’t the power I had learned to wield, the magic that had always coursed through me. This was something new. Something
 Last Updated : 2025-10-19
Last Updated : 2025-10-19