As the blinding light from the orb enveloped the chamber, Elara felt a rush of energy coursing through her. The air crackled with power, and for a moment, everything felt suspended in time. The growls of the wolf-like creatures faded into silence, and the hooded figures stumbled back, shielding their eyes from the brilliance.
Elara closed her own eyes against the light, feeling it wash over her like a warm wave. In that moment, she sensed connections forming—threads of history weaving together, binding her to her ancestors and to the creatures that had guarded these caves for generations.
When the light finally dimmed, Elara opened her eyes to find the chamber transformed. The carvings on the walls glowed softly, illuminating ancient symbols that had previously been hidden in shadow. The wolf-like creatures stood still, their eyes reflecting curiosity rather than aggression.