Elysiel paced through the grand hall of the castle, her hand brushing against the cold stone walls as her mind raced, attempting to formulate a plan. The prophecy weighed heavily upon her, revealing itself in the most devastating way. The union between her and Seraphis, so carefully built over time, held the potential to trigger a cataclysm. Now, they had no choice but to accept this reality. The balance between light and darkness was their only chance to save Elandor and the underworld, yet this union could also destroy everything.