Chapter 58 The Power Of Unity

• The fourth Waystone pulsed with a dark, yet inviting light, a beacon amidst the overwhelming shadows that surrounded it. The air crackled with energy, thick with the remnants of the Abyss that had tried to swallow them whole. Meher stood before it, her heart still racing, the weight of what they had just overcome pressing heavily on her chest. The voice of the Abyss had almost claimed her, but she had held on—held on to the strength of her pack, to Ayaan’s unwavering support, and to her own inner resolve.
• But the battle was far from over.
• Ayaan stepped beside her, his gaze scanning the Waystone before him. "We’ve reached it. But I can feel it, Meher. The Abyss isn’t done yet. This—" He gestured to the pulsating stone, "—is just another piece of its puzzle."