After the ordeal in the Hollow of Echoes, Canila and his team felt both rejuvenated and exhausted. They took a moment to catch their breath, regrouping on a small, flat plateau overlooking a dark abyss that stretched infinitely downward. Tendrils of mist swirled around the edge, hinting at secrets hidden far below.
The Shard of Equilibrium rested quietly in Canila's palm, its light subdued yet warm, as if it, too, was savoring the victory. But their respite was short-lived. A low hum began to resonate from the depths of the abyss, a sound that grew steadily louder, vibrating through the ground beneath their feet.
Kael's eyes narrowed, his hands tightening on his staff. "I don't like the feel of this… it's almost as if something is calling us."
Elara's gaze was fixed downward, her face pale. "That sound… it's like a spell. Something ancient, almost forbidden."
