The moment the amulet touched my hand, an electric surge rushed through my veins, connecting me to its power. The weight of responsibility felt almost overwhelming, yet I knew we had to press on. The amulet glowed brighter as if urging us to continue our quest.
"Are you okay?" Shadow asked, his voice filled with concern as he noticed my wide-eyed expression.
I nodded, trying to steady my racing heart. "Yes, I... I can feel its power."
Christian placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "We're in this together," he said softly, his eyes locked with mine. "We'll figure it out."
Together, we retreated to the heart of the castle, where ancient texts and hidden scrolls held the key to unraveling the curse's origins. The room was filled with the musty scent of aged parchment, and the flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows on the walls. The castle seemed to whisper its secrets as we began to pore over the ancient writings.
