Tian Feng and Mei Ling lay on the grassy field, their hearts pounding from the intensity of their escape. The Heart of the Mountain, now firmly in Tian Feng's grasp, pulsed with a steady, calming light. They took a moment to catch their breath, the serene surroundings a stark contrast to the chaos they had just left behind.
"We did it," Mei Ling said, her voice tinged with disbelief and relief. "We actually did it."
Tian Feng nodded, a faint smile on his lips. "We faced our fears and emerged stronger. But I sense that our journey is far from over."
As they stood up, they heard the distant rumble once more. Turning toward the horizon, they saw a dark shadow approaching, its form indistinct but undeniably menacing. The air grew colder, and a sense of foreboding settled over them.
"We need to be ready for whatever is coming," Tian Feng said, his voice resolute. "Let's find a safe place to regroup and prepare."
