Fiona's pov"She's in there too long," Logan said. His voice barely carried over the wind, but I heard the ache in it.Elandra’s eyes didn’t leave the place where the Gate had been. Her hands hovered midair, glowing with soft violet light. Every part of her was alert, but her mouth was set in resignation. “She will either return,” she said, “or she will not. That is the way of it.”I didn’t look away from the hollow space in front of us. The Gate was gone, yes, but the world hadn’t fully settled. The sky shimmered in pulses, like the air itself was remembering something it wasn’t meant to. Rowan knelt where he'd fallen. Mia was still immobilized by Elandra’s magic, eyes wet with fury and loss.But I couldn’t focus on them. Not now.Because something was moving in the space the Gate had once occupied.A whisper. Not sound, but sensation. The scent of iron and spring rain. The air thickened and then light bled back into the world, soft and amber.And I stepped through.My limbs tremble
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