With the Heart of Light now in his grasp, Caelum could feel the power surging within him. It was a pure, overwhelming force, capable of healing the world, of destroying the darkness once and for all.
But Caelum knew the cost. The Heart was not a weapon to be used lightly. Its power came with responsibility. He could feel it calling to him, urging him to use it, to bring an end to the Shadow King's reign.
Yet, Caelum hesitated. The Heart of Light could destroy the cursed sword, yes. But it could also undo everything Caelum had fought for—his friends, his journey, his redemption. He couldn't make the decision alone.
He turned to the figure, who had been watching him closely. "What now?" Caelum asked. "What is the next step?"
The figure's eyes glowed faintly, and it spoke softly. "The Heart of Light will guide you. But first, you must make the choice. Will you use its power to destroy the sword and end the curse, or will you find another way?"