Luna's Revenge
I insisted, examining the archway for any clue, any mechanism that might grant us entry.
Fiona stepped forward, her gaze fixed on the symbols etched into the stone. "The sanctuary was created by the Emberfangs to protect their own," she said slowly. "It recognizes blood."
"Blood?" Gareth asked.
Fiona nodded. "In the old stories, sacred places would admit those who carried the right bloodline—or those who were invited by someone within."
I pressed my palm against the barrier again, focusing all my will on reaching Ailith. "Ailith!" I called, hoping my voice would penetrate whatever magic sealed the entrance. "Ailith, it's Lena! We've come to help you!"
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