Duncan's world was a swirling vortex of colors and lights, a kaleidoscope of images and sensations that threatened to overwhelm him.
He felt himself being pulled through the vortex, his bones humming with energy as he was propelled towards a destination unknown.
And then, suddenly, he emerged into a vast, cavernous space. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the walls were lined with ancient, crumbling stone.
Duncan looked around, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. He saw that he was standing in a vast, underground temple, the ceiling lost in darkness.
Eira stood beside him, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity.
"Welcome, Duncan," she said, her voice low and husky. "You have been brought here for a purpose."
Duncan's eyes narrowed. "What purpose?" he asked.
Eira smiled. "You are to receive a vision," she said. "A vision of the ancients."
Duncan's bones tingled with excitement. He had always felt a connection to the ancient world, a sense that he was meant to uncover its secrets.
Eira led him deeper into the temple, the air growing thick with an eerie, pulsating energy.
They reached a vast, stone door, adorned with ancient carvings and symbols.
Eira raised her hands, and the door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit chamber beyond.
Duncan stepped forward, his bones humming with anticipation.
And then, suddenly, he was surrounded by a blinding light.
The light coalesced into images, visions of a long-lost world.
Duncan saw ancient civilizations, their cities sprawling and magnificent.
He saw powerful magic, wielded by sorcerers of unimaginable power.
And he saw a great and terrible evil, a darkness that threatened to consume the world.
The visions faded, leaving Duncan gasping for breath.
Eira stood beside him, her eyes gleaming with intensity.
"What did you see?" she asked.
Duncan shook his head, trying to process the visions.
"I saw the ancient world," he said. "I saw its power and its magic."
Eira nodded. "And what of the evil?" she asked.
Duncan's eyes narrowed. "I saw a great darkness," he said. "A darkness that threatened to consume the world."
Eira's expression turned grave.
"That is the darkness that you must face," she said. "The darkness that threatens to destroy our world."
Duncan's bones tingled with determination.
"I'm ready," he said. "I'll face whatever darkness comes my way."
Eira smiled, her eyes gleaming with approval.
"I knew you were the one," she said. "Now, let us return to the kingdom. The time of reckoning is at hand."
And with that, Duncan and Eira stepped out of the temple, ready to face whatever lay ahead.