Morning came quickly, the cold mountain air biting at Lumi's skin as they packed up camp and prepared for the final leg of their journey. The sanctuary was close now—just beyond the last mountain pass—but so was the growing power of the relic they carried. The ominous red crystal, still encased in Glaciel's frost, pulsed with dark energy, its magic straining against the icy barrier.
Lumi glanced at her friends as they prepared to move. Cyana, Heath, and June had been her constant companions through all of this, and their determination never wavered. Even now, with the heavy weight of the mission pressing down on them, they moved with purpose. Lumi could see the resolve in their eyes.
"Everyone ready?" Lumi asked, adjusting her grip on Glaciel. The hammer's icy magic hummed softly in her hand, keeping the relic's chaotic energy in check.
Cyana stepped up beside her, her stormy grey eyes calm but focused. "Ready as we'll ever be. Let's get this done."
