The group stood still, breathing heavily, their bodies sore. They've had enough already.
Vardy's gaze shifted toward the pedestal where the artifact had been guarded, the ancient object was now within reach.
Ferah collapsed into Tracy's arms, her body trembling from the strain of using her power. Her face was pale, her energy drained completely.
"Ferah!" Tracy cried, cradling her head in her lap. "Please, stay with me."
But Ferah could barely respond. Her eyes fluttered weakly, and she gave Tracy a faint, reassuring smile.
"I'm... okay..." Ferah muttered faintly.
Tracy's heart clenched, but there was no time for tears now.
Selene hurried over to help support Ferah, whispering words of comfort as she checked for signs of any lasting damage.
Luthor, meanwhile, moved toward Vardy, his eyes narrowed as he watched him make his way toward the pedestal.
