Shadows of the past

Kaelion's mind was a whirlwind and emotions. The taste of raw power lingered on his lips, and his body hummed with the aftershocks of the magic he had just unlocked. The room, once filled with a heavy silence, now felt different, as if the very air around him had changed.

Nyx, standing across the chamber, watched him with an unreadable expression. His eyes glinted in the dim light, and his lips curled into a faint smile.

"You've unlocked a portion of it," Nyx said, his tone calm, though Kaelion could sense the underlying tension. "But power is a double-edged sword. The more you tap into it, the more it will demand from you."

Kaelion felt a sudden unease coil in his stomach. What did Nyx mean by that? Was this power really what he needed to reclaim his past and conquer his enemies? Or would it be the thing that destroyed him?