Chapter 52

The figure stepped forward, its features becoming clearer with each step. It was a woman, tall and statuesque, with skin like polished marble and hair like the night sky.

"Who are you?" Raven asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I am the Weaver," the woman replied, her voice like the gentle rustling of threads. "And you, four friends, are the chosen ones. You have passed the trials and proven your worth.

Lily's eyes widened in awe. "What do you mean?"

The Weaver's gaze swept over them. "You have been chosen to wield the Elements, to bring balance and harmony to a world on the brink of chaos.

Sophia's eyes sparkled with excitement. "We're ready. What's our first mission?

The Weaver's smile was enigmatic. "Ah, my young friends, your first mission is already underway. You have been brought together for a reason, a reason that only you can fulfill.

Poppy's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?