Farewell Beneath the Shadows"

Beneath the roof of a city drowned in fog and cold, the tower stood tall—like a witness to the end of everything.

Kaida and Faelan stood there, in the place where all the secrets began, where their fates intertwined with that of the cursed city.

Their breaths faded slowly, as if the air itself was growing heavy between their ribs.

The ancient book in Kaida's hands pulsed with a strange force, its letters dancing in a dim light, tracing lines of flame that flickered and died too quickly.

"Do you think there's a way out?" Kaida whispered, her eyes meeting Faelan's—eyes that reflected a tragedy with no hope of healing.

Faelan didn't respond immediately. He simply gripped her hand tightly, as if saying goodbye before they lost everything.

"Maybe… we were just pages in a story that ended before it even began," he finally said, his voice coated in quiet despair.

As Kaida tried to cling to the fragments of hope, the sky erupted with icy winds—carrying with them the sound of the final storm.

The monsters that had hunted them throughout the journey began to surround the tower, their cries rising in chaos, battles erupting in the shadows—

as if the entire city was screaming its final farewell.

Kaida felt her heart breaking—not just from pain, but from the loss of what could have been.

Faelan stepped closer, wiping silent tears from her face.

"We won't be alone… not even at the end," he whispered.

And his words were like fire in the dead of winter.