THE LUNA OF PROPHECY
And there it was, a crystal, radiant despite the decay surrounding it, its glow pulsing like a heartbeat.
“This is it,” Nina whispered.
We approached cautiously, expecting traps. But nothing stirred. We retrieved the crystal and held it in our hands. Its energy hummed, alive, almost sentient.
Xavier’s eyes met mine. “With this… we can free them.”
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The next day, we set out to free the triad sisters.
In the evening, Nina fell to her knees.
“They’re close,” she gasped. “They’re crying.”
My heart twisted.
We pushed forward until the ground dropped away into a ravine. In the shadows below, half buried by time, stood a fortress, ancient stone, iron gates, magic scars etched into its walls.
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