Chapter 55 Influenced By Power

With the Amulet of Veilfire safely in their possession, Ariella and her companions prepared to leave the ruins of Eldorath. The night was quiet, but a heaviness lingered in the air. The relic’s dark energy seemed to press upon them, as though it were watching, waiting. Tavik, sitting by the campfire, studied the amulet with a furrowed brow. “Relics like this were never meant for mortal hands,” he said. “Their power always comes at a cost.”