End meets Beginning (Part Two)

Cassiel, his senses ever keen, couldn't shake the ominous feeling that had settled upon him like a heavy shroud. The air around them had changed, becoming thick with foreboding energy. He halted in his tracks, his sharp instincts urging him to be cautious.

"Dáinn, Keanu," Cassiel spoke in a low, urgent voice, "Something isn't right. I can sense it in the air, like a storm brewing on the horizon. We need to be on our guard, more than ever."

Dáinn, always attuned to Cassiel's instincts, nodded in agreement. "I feel it too, Cassiel. It's as if the very fabric of reality is warping around us. Stay close, and let's proceed with caution."

Meanwhile, Keanu's keen intuition was sending him signals that went far beyond the eerie atmosphere of the maze. His bond with Marcel, his beloved Omega, had grown turbulent and strained, like a thread stretched to its limits.