Chapter 62

• The artifact’s glow was mesmerizing yet ominous as it pulsed faintly in Amara’s hands. Sitting alone in the quiet of her quarters, she ran her fingers over its surface, feeling the familiar hum of energy beneath her fingertips. Yet something was different this time—its warmth carried a faint undercurrent of instability, as if the artifact itself were reacting to her growing doubts.
• She closed her eyes, allowing the energy to flow through her. At first, the sensation was comforting, like a steady heartbeat. But then the hum deepened, vibrating with a chaotic rhythm that sent a chill up her spine. The room around her seemed to fade, replaced by a swirling void of shadow and light.
• The vision came without warning.