As we descended the White Peaks, a sense of calm settled over our group, though the journey down was as challenging as the climb. The mountain trails were steep, with loose rocks skittering beneath our feet. Raven, Leif, and Zara stayed close, their eyes sharp, scanning the shadows. While we were finally free from the entity's darkness, other dangers still lurked in the world below, waiting to test our resolve.
The air grew warmer as we descended, the frost of the high peaks giving way to mist. I kept the purified crystal close, feeling its energy pulsing gently, as though it were breathing in sync with my own heartbeat. Its once-chaotic force was now tempered, and with each step, I felt my connection to it deepen, but in a way that didn't threaten to consume me. It was no longer a weapon or a burden. It was part of me, like a pulse, a reminder of what we'd overcome and a promise of the strength I'd discovered within myself.
