Kyle stood amidst the broken remnants of Moras's once-holy sanctuary, his gaze fixed on the doorway ahead—ornate, ancient, and humming with divine energy.
Melissa, still recovering and cradling the remnants of her lifted curse, gave him a tired look. Bruce stood beside her, arms crossed tightly over his chest, tense.
"I'm heading inside. To the inner sanctuary. The Diamond of Break should still be there."
Kyle said.
Bruce stiffened.
"The World Tree…?"
Kyle nodded.
"I want to see it for myself."
He stepped forward, but Bruce moved instinctively, preparing to follow. Kyle raised a hand to stop him.
"No. Stay with Melissa. The curse might not be entirely gone yet. She needs someone beside her until she feels renewed."
he said gently but firmly.
Bruce opened his mouth to protest, but one look from Kyle silenced him.
"I'll be fine."