The swirling winds of the storm wall roared ahead, a cacophony of unrelenting power that filled the air with tension. Seline, standing resolute with her staff planted firmly into the ground, turned to her companions.
"Thane, Morgan, I need you both to touch the tip of my staff."
Thane blinked at her, his brows furrowing in confusion.
"What? Why?"
Seline's gaze didn't waver.
"What Kaelen attempted before, with his dissonance—it gave me an idea."
She turned her gaze to the wall once more.
"This staff isn't just a tool. It can act as a conduit for aetheric energy. If you channel your resonance through it, I can amplify and stabilize it. Together, we might be able to carve a path through the storm wall."
Thane crossed his arms, skepticism was evident in his posture.
"Hold on. Are you saying we're supposed to share resonance? That's not exactly common practice."
Seline nodded, her expression firm.
