Seline fell to her knees, clattering her staff to the ground beside her. The light at its tip dimmed, leaving only the faintest glow.
"We... we made it..."Morgan sat up, running a hand through his hair. "Barely. That was way too close."Thane knelt down, gently lowering Kaelen's unconscious form to the ground. His shoulders sagged as he let out a long, weary breath. His gaze shifted to the swirling remnants of the storm wall behind them, which now seemed subdued, as if acknowledging their triumph.
"Close or not, we're through. That's what matters."
Seline managed a faint smile, though her exhaustion was evident.
Seline managed a faint smile, though the toll of their journey was etched on her face. Her hands gripped the cool, damp earth beneath her, grounding her as she tried to steady herself. "Let's hope it was worth it."The three of them turned their eyes forward, and for a moment, the pain and fatigue of their ordeal were forgotten.
