The wind howled through the ruins, carrying the echoes of their battle. The air still felt heavy, but the suffocating darkness that once clung to the city had begun to fade.
Mallory adjusted the Blade of Heroes on her back. The golden light it once radiated was dim now, its power spent in sealing the First Horror.
But she knew.
It was only the beginning.
A New Destination
"The Oracle mentioned other prisons," Alex said, standing at the edge of the crumbling cathedral. His sharp eyes scanned the horizon, where distant mountains loomed beyond the desert. "If we're going to stop whatever's coming, we need to find the next one."
Mallory turned to the Oracle. "Where do we go next?"
The masked figure hesitated, then raised a skeletal hand. From their palm, a small, silver ember flickered into existence.