Despite Ronan's unspoken warning, a strange compulsion overcomes Nina. She ignores the prickling unease, the warning signals screaming from her instincts, and reaches out towards the swirling vortex. As her fingers brush against the shimmering surface, a jolt of energy surges through her, a wave of raw power that sends a shock through her entire body. The humming intensifies, becoming a deafening roar that threatens to shatter her eardrums. The glyphs within the vortex blaze with incandescent light, momentarily blinding her. She gasps, stumbling back, her hand tingling with residual energy. Ronan rushes to her side, his concern etched on his face.
"Nina! Are you alright?" he asks, his voice strained. He studies her hand, then the vortex, his eyes narrowed in apprehension. "That was... reckless," he scolds, his tone laced with a mixture of relief and concern.
Nina shakes her head, trying to clear the disorienting haze from her mind. "That energy... it's unlike anything I've ever encountered. It's chaotic, untamed." The experience was both terrifying and exhilarating, a rush of power that both frightened and captivated her. "I... I felt a pull," she manages, her voice trembling slightly. "A connection... to something ancient." She looks back at the vortex, a strange curiosity battling the fear that lingers. The humming persists, a constant reminder of the raw, untamed power swirling within its iridescent heart. The air vibrates with an almost palpable energy, the very stones of the cavern seem to hum in response to the vortex's relentless pulse.
Ronan places a hand on her shoulder, his touch grounding, reassuring. "We need to be careful," he says softly. "This... this is not just the source of the blight within the Shadowfen. It is something far older, far more powerful." He glances towards Rex, who whimpers, pressing himself closer to Nina, his fur bristling with apprehension. The looming presence of the vortex, the raw, potent energy it radiates, creates a palpable tension that hangs heavy in the air.