The sun had barely risen over the jagged peaks of the northern mountains, casting long shadows across the land as Kael and Morgana made their way back to the citadel. Their bodies were battered, their spirits weary, but there was a lightness in their steps—a quiet recognition that they had, if only for a moment, held the line against the encroaching darkness.
Behind them, the remnants of the void's storm still lingered, a faint echo of the chaos they had just escaped. Yet ahead of them lay the promise of a future that had, for too long, seemed uncertain. The victory had been costly, but it had created an opening. A chance for a new chapter.
