The decision was made, and with it came the weight of an impossible task. Elara's heart still raced in her chest as she absorbed the enormity of their mission. Destroying the relic was no small feat, not just because of the power contained within it but because it would require them to unravel the very forces that had shaped the fabric of their reality. The balance that had once kept the world in equilibrium was fragile—so fragile that even the thought of tampering with it sent tremors through her mind.
But the alternative was far worse. The Shadow Shard's corruption was spreading. They had already seen the far-reaching effects of its influence. Entire towns had been wiped from existence, their inhabitants consumed by the shadow. Every day they delayed, more people fell prey to its grasp.
