As the Realm Lord stepped forward, the shimmering light of the Cradle enveloped him, wrapping him in warmth and power. He could feel it coursing through his veins, a flood of energy and clarity that heightened his senses and sharpened his resolve.
The other members of the crew remained close, their presence a solid anchor in this vast, shifting realm. They had faced countless challenges together, but this felt different—more profound, more intimate.
"Remember our promise," Tierra whispered, her voice a soothing balm against the swirling energies around them. "No matter what happens, we stand together."
He nodded, feeling the truth of her words resonate within him. "Together," he echoed, the word a vow that anchored him.
