The temple shook violently, each tremor echoing the unraveling of reality itself. The air was thick with tension, the oppressive weight of the Loom's destruction bearing down on the Guardians as they stood in the heart of the collapsing structure. Elara's hands trembled, the Codex still glowing faintly in her grasp.
The threads of reality were unraveling before their eyes.
"We've done exactly what they wanted," Elara said, her voice barely a whisper, her words carrying the weight of realization. The Void wasn't just spilling into their world; it was being invited.
"No," Aiden said firmly, stepping beside her. His presence was steady, unyielding even as the chamber shook around them. "We're not finished. There's still time."
