The Call Of The Ruins

(Chapter 85:Mira's Pov)

The first light of dawn crept over the ruins, casting long shadows across the broken stone. A chill ran down my spine as I stood at the heart of what was once a sacred place. The air felt different—charged—as if something unseen had awakened with the rising sun.

Lorenzo stood close, his posture tense despite the exhaustion lining his face. His injuries still weighed on him, but his crimson eyes stayed sharp, scanning our surroundings like he expected an ambush.

"We should move," Caelyn said, his voice cutting through the morning stillness. "We don't know who else might have sensed the fight last night."

He was right. We had lingered here too long, and yet…

I hesitated, staring at the ruins. The stone beneath my feet hummed, vibrating with an ancient energy. Then—

A low, guttural rumble echoed through the ruins, as if the earth itself was speaking.