The attackers were defeated, but the sect was left shaken. The courtyard was littered with debris, and the brazier's flames flickered weakly, a symbol of the sect's vulnerability.
Master Valen approached Aarik, his expression somber. "You've proven yourself today, Aarik. But this battle is far from over. The Shadow Sect will return, stronger than before."
Aarik nodded, his resolve hardening. "Then I'll be ready. I won't let them destroy what we've built."
Kaelen placed a hand on Aarik's shoulder. "You're not alone in this. We'll fight together."
Kaida stepped forward, her voice steady. "I'll do whatever it takes to make up for my mistakes. The Shadow Sect won't win."
As the sect began to rebuild, Aarik stared at the weakened brazier, the sigil on his chest glowing faintly. He knew the path ahead would be treacherous, but he was no longer the same orphan who had stumbled upon the Eternal Flame.
He was its guardian, and he would protect it with everything he had.