Chapter 38

• The path leading to the third trial was quiet, almost unnaturally so. The glyphs on the walls emitted a faint, rhythmic glow, guiding Amara, Xander, and Asher deeper into the labyrinth. The air grew heavier with every step, charged with an ancient energy that seemed to resonate through their very bones. Amara couldn’t shake the feeling that they were on the verge of something monumental.
• As they reached a large stone archway, the glyphs flared brighter, bathing the passage in silvery light. Amara stepped forward, her heart pounding as she glanced at Xander and Asher.
• “This is it,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.