Chapter 70

• The air in the chamber grew heavier as The Harbinger loomed closer, his shadowy form twisting unnaturally, feeding on the tension and uncertainty that filled the room. Amara tightened her grip on the artifact, its pulsing energy now erratic and chaotic. It felt like a storm brewing in her hands, the power threatening to spiral out of control.
• “You feel it, don’t you?” The Harbinger’s voice was low and menacing, vibrating through the walls of the fortress. “The artifact knows my presence. It senses the truth I offer, and it cannot resist.”
• Amara gritted her teeth, fighting the pull of the artifact’s energy. “The only truth I see is your desire to destroy everything. You won’t win.”