Chapter 48 Ripples of Power

• The smell of blood and burned earth filled the air as the battlefield lay quiet. Although Moonveil's victory came at a high price, the rogue coalition was no more. As the artifacts pulsed frantically, their energy shifting between light and shade, Elara stood at the center of the devastation, her hands shaking. Faint tremors ran beneath her feet like a beast waking from sleep, and cracks in the ground radiated outward from where she stood.
• Kieran stepped forward warily. "We must keep them in check, Elara. "Now."
• She tried to stifle the energy that rushed through her veins by clenching her hands. The force seemed to be alive, calling out to her in hushed tones to be released. "I...I'm trying," she confessed, her forehead dripping with perspiration. "But there's a problem. They're not going to settle.