"Right," Reign replied, his eyes narrowing as he focused on the throne ahead. "We can't let our guard down for even a second. Once we reach the throne, we're going to be the main target for everyone else."
The team pressed on, their steps measured but determined as they neared the throne. The swirling vortex of energy above the throne continued to pulse with power, a reminder of the immense challenge that still lay before them. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and each member of the Heaven's Hooligans knew that the hardest part of the trial was yet to come.
As they reached the final few steps, the throne itself came into full view. It was a massive, ornate seat, carved from a material that seemed to shimmer with every color of the spectrum. The energy radiating from it was palpable, and suddenly, something appeared right in front of Reign and the others.
The Flame of Ascendance.
