Chapter 55 The Beacon Of Clarity

• The extraction from The Sunken Heart of Eldoria was as tense and perilous as their descent. With the Moon-Tear Shard clutched securely in Elara’s hand, its radiant silver light pulsed through the overgrown ruins, pushing back against the lingering despair and the Shadow Weaver’s furious, desperate manifestations.
• Kael, leading the way, navigated their escape through crumbling passages and mist-shrouded courtyards, his senses honed to evade the phantom figures and the subtly shifting pathways. Lucian was Elara’s unwavering shadow, his powerful form intercepting falling debris and any lingering Eldorian inhabitants whose vacant eyes held too much of the Silent Madness. Rune and Lyra, the Nightshade scouts, were barely visible blurs, securing their flanks, ensuring no unseen threats could catch them unawares.
• Finally, they emerged into the wider, more familiar expanse of the desert beyond Eldoria’s hidden enchantments. A discreetly marked vehicle, manned by two grim-faced Veilkeeper operatives, awaited them.