CHAPTER 45 – Burning TruthsThe crater pulsed with tension. Flames licked the jagged rocks around them, reflecting off Rowan’s golden-blue fire, her hands trembling slightly as she fought to steady herself. Azeriel’s eyes burned with intensity, his blue flames snapping erratically, mirroring his rising fury.“You need to understand something,” Rowan said, her voice cutting through the roar of the Fire Source. She took a step forward, letting her fire rise in gentle arcs, not aggressive, just enough to assert herself. “I saw the prophecy. I saw why we were born—why we were separated.”Azeriel’s fire jumped higher, reacting instantly. “Stop lying to me,” he snapped. “I don’t care what visions you claim. You’re trying to trick me, to make me falter!”“No,” Rowan said, raising her voice, letting her flames ripple with clarity and purpose. “I’m not lying. I saw it. We were made from the same fire, two halves of one whole. We were meant to either save or destroy everything together. The ma
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