The ritual chamber was prepared, its walls lined with ancient runes that pulsed with silver light, casting dancing shadows across the cold stone floor. Elena stood at the center, the twins beside her, their small hands clasped in hers. Their palms were sweaty, their grips trembling, but they refused to let go. Kaelen was at her side, his hand gripping hers, his obsidian eyes fixed on her face. Morgana, Ravena, and Mira formed a circle around them, their voices rising in invocation. The air was thick with tension, the weight of the moment pressing down on everyone present like a physical force. "By the power of the Sword of Eternity," Mira chanted, her voice echoing through the chamber, "we call upon the forces of light to bind the darkness within these vessels. To give them control over what they carry. To turn the curse into a gift." The sword blazed with light, its power surging through the chamber like a tidal wave. T
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