In the stillness of the moment, a somber atmosphere enveloped Joize, her gaze transitioning from sorrow to unyielding determination. The artifact, a culmination of years of relentless pursuit, now rested in her hands. She found herself standing at the edge of a journey marked by pain, struggle, and tears, poised to confront the source of her deepest anguish and avenge her mother's tragic fate. The artifact became not just a physical object but a symbol of resilience and the key to the final chapter of her quest for justice.
As she took a deep breath, closing her eyes briefly, Joize uttered words that resonated with both vulnerability and strength, "We must strike the beast that killed my mother… so we can finally move on."
The weight of her words lingered in the air, echoing the resolve that had carried her through adversity.
