The forest, once a place of oppressive chaos, now felt eerily quiet. The remnants of the rift were gone, and the unnatural energy that had plagued the area had dissipated. Yet, the silence was not comforting. It was the silence of a world holding its breath, waiting for the next storm to break. The group stood amidst the ruins, their bodies weary but their spirits resolute. They had closed one rift, but the weight of their task was far from over.
Liora straightened, her hand brushing against the faint glow of the heart's power that still lingered in her chest. "We need to move," she said, her voice steady despite her exhaustion. "This was just one fracture. The Divide's influence is spreading, and we can't afford to wait."
Kael nodded, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon. "Agreed. But we need a plan. We can't just wander from rift to rift, hoping to stumble upon them in time."