Chapter 1496: The Shattered Spire

The Guardians trudged along the jagged path, the wind howling like a predator stalking its prey. The Codex burned in Elara's hands, pulsing faintly with energy as if guiding them toward their destination. Shadows danced across the cliffs, twisting into shapes that seemed alive before dissipating into nothingness.

No one spoke, the oppressive atmosphere squeezing the air from their lungs. Each step forward felt like dragging a stone uphill. Finally, the spire came into view—a towering structure of obsidian and crimson light, fractured yet menacing. It jutted from the cliffside like a blade plunged into the earth, its base encircled by jagged debris.

"It's here," Elara said, her voice barely audible over the roar of the wind.

Morgana stepped forward, flames licking at her fingertips. "It looks like it could collapse at any moment."

"Then let's hope it doesn't before we get what we came for," Aiden muttered, unsheathing his sword.