Setting: The shattered temple grounds, moonlight shimmering over ancient stone runes. The rift pulses; spirit energy crackles in the air.

Aria stood alone in the center of the temple courtyard, every breath echoing in the oppressive stillness. The stone beneath her feet trembled with unknown power, and the moon hovered impossibly close, its pale light bleeding through the rift overhead. A soft electric hum pressed against her ears.

Rowan and Caleb formed a silent guard behind her, their ...