Old Rivals Meet

"Are you seriously going to continue ignoring my existence?" The voice was female, sweet, almost bewitching. Karsha froze, his body stiffening as the sound washed over him. 

It was as if the voice wrapped around his mind, pulling at something deep within him. He felt a shiver run down his spine, a mix of intrigue and alarm.

The sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before. It wasn't just the words; it was the tone, the inflection, the way each syllable seemed to caress his senses. His heart pounded in his chest, and for a moment, the world around him seemed to blur.

Suddenly, the time tablet shook violently. Karsha's eyes widened in surprise as an ethereal glow emanated from the artifact. The air around him crackled with energy, and a shimmering light filled the room. From the midst of this radiance, a figure began to take shape.