Chapter 97 The Choice Of Power

• The chamber pulsed with an intensity that Meher could feel deep in her bones. The Heartstone around her neck hummed, its energy responding to the ancient stone now laid bare before her. The dark, rumbling voice that had echoed through the walls seemed to reverberate within her mind, as though it were not just speaking to her ears, but to her very soul.
• "To save your world, you must choose," the voice intoned again, its tone heavy with the weight of millennia. "Will you embrace the power of the Heartstone fully, or will you let it slip through your fingers, allowing the darkness to claim what is rightfully yours?"
• Meher’s hand still hovered above the stone, the question hanging in the air like an oppressive fog. Her heart raced as the stone’s energy surged beneath her fingertips, filling her with a powerful yearning. She could feel the pull—the promise of unimaginable strength, the kind of power that could reshape the world, bend fate to her will.