The tension in the air lingered even as the group pressed forward, their breaths shallow from the grueling battle with the Abyssal Warden. The eerie silence of the fortress was broken only by the faint hum of Ryu's shard, its faint pulse keeping them anchored to the gravity of their task.
Kaelith walked alongside Ryu, her eyes darting towards the soft glow of Voidfang. "That technique you used back there," she said hesitantly, "wasn't just the shard's power, was it?
Ryu hesitated, glancing down at the weapon. Voidfang's edge shimmered faintly, as though still alive with residual energy. "It's hard to explain," he admitted. "The shard resonates with Voidfang, but it's not just about power. It's like it's trying to guide me, pushing me to tap into something deeper."
"Deeper?" Kaelith repeated, her sharp eyes narrowing. "Or darker?"