Aria was tall and spoke steadily. "We have repeatedly shown ourselves to be worthy. From us, what more do you want? „
This time the voice answered, colder. This battle is more of heart than of strength. Let the connection break or face your worst fear.
Aria and Luca were surrounded by archway radiance that drew them into a whirlpool of shadows and light. They were standing in a spot that seemed both familiar and unfamiliar when the anarchy stopped.
Luca said softly but tensely. "Where do we find ourselves?''
Aria looked around her, her heart thumping. "This... this is the pack lands. But it's not proper.
The community was empty; the houses collapsed and overgrown. The only sound in the dense quiet was the soft whispering of the breeze.
Memories of uncertainty, of dread, of loss started to rise as they traversed the terrible terrain. The muttering became louder, reflecting their most inner conflicts.
