Chapter 37 The Breaking Point

• The weight of the Heartstone’s power settled around Meher like an invisible cloak. It was a constant presence, thrumming beneath her skin, a reminder of the sacrifice she had made. She had lost something—something precious, a memory that had defined her. Yet, as she walked beside Ayaan, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. Despite the pain, despite the loss, she had chosen this. She had chosen to fight.
• The cavern they stood in, now filled with the energy of the Heartstone, hummed softly with life, and the Guardian wolves circled them like sentinels, their eyes fixed on the pair. The air felt thick with anticipation, and Meher could feel the eyes of the world upon them. This was no longer just about survival. This was about destiny—about facing the dark forces that had already claimed so much.
• “We have what we need,” Ayaan said, his voice steady but filled with a hidden edge. He wasn’t fooling her; she could feel the weight of his worry. His jaw was tight, his eyes constantly scanning the room. “But I can’t help but feel like we’re walking into the storm.”