As the sun's golden rays began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the temple grounds, Aergia stood before the pedestal, holding the Rune of Evolution in her hands. The pedestal itself seemed alive with ancient magic, humming softly in response to the artifact's presence. Aergia's heart pounded with excitement and trepidation as she prepared to undergo the process of evolution. Her mind was a whirl of thoughts and emotions, each vying for her attention.
Clutching the rune to her chest, Aergia closed her eyes, drawing in a deep, steadying breath. She could feel the warmth of the stone seep into her skin, a soothing contrast to the cool evening air. As she focused on the bond she shared with her companions and the world around her, the rune began to glow brighter, its light spreading through her like a warm embrace.
