That night, the colossal full moon in the Velmora sky shone brighter than usual, its silver light bathing the banks of the Avariel River in a mystical glow. The atmosphere was tense. This was the night of Ardan’s second ritual.Rakar stood in the bone-chilling river water, holding Ardan’s shoulders. Behind him, on the riverbank, Revira stood frozen, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. Her face was pale, her eyes never leaving Ardan."Ready, Son?" Rakar asked softly.Ardan nodded, his lips trembling. "Will it hurt again, Dad?""A little," Rakar answered honestly. "But I’m here. I won’t let go.""I’m not afraid," Ardan said, trying to sound brave.Eldric stepped forward. "This ritual is different, Rakar. He must submerge his entire body himself. Enter the water slowly, Son. Let the river embrace you."Ardan stared at the river water, rippling with silver light. He looked hesitant."I’m scared, Dad," he whispered."It’s okay to be scared," Rakar said. "I’ll go in with you."Without
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