The Hollow no longer trembled. Silence filled its ancient chambers, not with fear or sorrow, but with the stillness of a land finally at peace. Where once the Ashen Root writhed, pulsing with darkness, now only glowing embers remained, flickering gently across the soot-stained stone. Aria stood at the center of the Heartroot’s chamber, her breath shallow, shoulders heavy with the weight of what had been done. The divine Flame, once a raging force, now whispered quietly beneath her skin. Its fire had consumed the rot, but not with destruction—with renewal. Life would bloom here again. Kael stepped beside her, his hand slipping into hers, grounding her. His gaze swept over the chamber—the collapsed roots, the fractured floor, the bodies of those who had fought, and fallen. Some would never rise again. But for their sacrifice, the curse of the Hollow had been broken. "Did we really stop it?" Kael asked softly. "We did," Aria replied, her voice hoarse. "But stopping it was only th
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