Chapter 35

• The towering mountains loomed ahead, their jagged peaks veiled in mist. The air grew thinner and colder as Xander and Amara ascended the rocky path, each step taking them closer to the location marked on the map. The journey had tested their endurance and strength, but as they approached the summit, a sense of purpose drove them forward. They could feel it in the air—the pull of something ancient and powerful.
• The path ended abruptly at a massive stone archway, partially hidden by overgrown vines. Intricate carvings of wolves, moons, and celestial patterns adorned the surface, their designs glowing faintly in the dim light. Amara brushed her fingers over the markings, a sense of awe washing over her.
• “This is it,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “The temple.”