Even the Convergence, with all its overwhelming chaos, faltered. The cracks spreading across the sky reflected the turmoil surging from Kaelen's very being as if the universe itself struggled to contain the force within him.
Alyssia took a cautious step forward. "Kaelen?" Her voice was soft, uncertain. She wasn't sure if the man standing before her was still her ally—or something entirely different.
Kaelen didn't turn to her. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on the Convergence, the swirling mass of shadow and power that loomed above the battlefield like an ominous storm. "This place... it was never meant to hold me," he said, his tone distant yet commanding.
The Convergence pulsed, responding to his words, and tendrils of darkness stretched outward as if testing him. It radiated an oppressive energy, feeding on the despair and fear saturating the battlefield.
