**Chapter 18 - The Guardian’s Bargain**

**Chapter 18 - The Guardian's Bargain**

The void around them pulsed, shifting like liquid darkness, neither fully formed nor completely empty. Ethan gritted his teeth, struggling to steady himself as reality twisted around him. The masked guardian stood at the center of it all, motionless, watching them with unseen eyes.

Kayla swore under her breath. "Where the hell are we?"

Ethan turned to the guardian, his patience wearing thin. "You pulled us out of there. Why? What is that thing?"

The guardian tilted its head slightly, the motion eerily precise. "It is what remains of an ancient hunger. A force that should have been erased."

Brent, rubbing his temples as if fighting a headache, grunted. "And I suppose you expect us to fight it?"

The masked figure hesitated for the first time. "No. You would not survive. Not yet."

The void around them trembled, its boundaries warping. Faint whispers drifted through the air—memories, echoes of things long forgotten. Ethan felt Ash's roots tighten around his wrist, the small tree quivering in response to the unnatural energy.

Ethan exhaled slowly. "Then what do you want from us?"

The guardian stepped forward, and for the first time, Ethan noticed the cracks spreading along its mask, as if the weight of centuries had finally begun to wear it down.

"There is a way to seal it again," the guardian said, voice thin like wind through hollow bones. "But the key was lost. Stolen by the foolish and the desperate."

Kayla's eyes narrowed. "You're talking about the artifact, aren't you?"

The guardian nodded. "The fragment you carry is part of what binds the beast. Without it, the prison weakens. If it shatters completely…"

The whispering around them intensified, carrying traces of screams, of a world swallowed whole.

Ethan exchanged glances with the others before looking back at the guardian. "Then we give it back. Simple."

The guardian's gaze seemed to pierce through him. "If only it were so. The artifact is tainted. It cannot simply be returned. It must be reforged in the depths of the ruins, within the heart of the last forge."

Brent let out a heavy sigh. "Of course there's a catch."

The void around them rippled violently, and the guardian suddenly turned, its form flickering. "The hunger senses us. It will not allow you to leave easily."

Ethan clenched his fists. "Then let's move before it catches up."

The guardian extended a hand, and the void folded in on itself once more. When the world solidified, they found themselves back within the ruins, but something was different. The walls pulsed with faint, golden veins of energy, and the air carried the scent of something ancient, something burning.

They stood before an enormous set of doors, embedded deep within the rock. Symbols like those on the monolith glowed faintly along its edges.

Kayla approached cautiously. "This the forge?"

The guardian inclined its head. "The last."

Ethan placed a hand on the cool surface of the door. "And what happens if we fail?"

The guardian didn't answer immediately. Then, softly, it spoke.

"Then the world will be devoured."

The silence that followed was suffocating.

Ethan took a deep breath and pushed against the doors. With a low groan, they began to open, revealing the darkness beyond. Flames flickered to life within, casting jagged shadows across the chamber.

There was no turning back now.