Chapter 83 The Shattered Veil

• The air around them hummed with dark energy, a malevolent force that seemed to seep into the earth itself. Meher’s heart pounded in her chest as she faced the figure before them. It was no longer just a shadow in the distance—it had taken form, becoming a tangible, overwhelming presence that threatened to engulf them.
• The figure's eyes, glowing with a sickly light, locked onto hers with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. It was as though it could see straight through her, into the very core of her being. The Heartstone pulsed violently beneath her skin, responding to the figure's presence as though it recognized the threat, yet she could feel its power slipping out of her grasp, uncontrollable and wild.
• "You should have stayed away, Meher," the figure intoned, its voice smooth and velvety, but laced with an undercurrent of malice. "The Heartstone was never meant to be wielded by someone like you."