The glowing path that stretched before Blakely, Maven, and Iris was like something out of a dream—a shimmering bridge of light that cut through the chaotic landscape of the Aetherial Highlands. As they walked, the elements around them seemed to quiet, their once violent clashes now reduced to a gentle hum of energy. It was as if the very forces of nature were holding their breath, waiting for what was to come.
Blakely felt her heart pounding in her chest. The Primordial Nexus was close. After all the trials, the battles, and the near-constant danger, they were finally on the verge of finding the answers they had been seeking. Answers about the Primordials, the Elemental Kings and Queens, and the looming threat of the Primal Chaos.
