"The day will come, when everyone will bow. For the lies they told… the traps they laid… the homes they burned… They will reap what they sow."
Even Sparky felt the shift in the air. Flames flickered quietly around his shoulders as he smirked.
Princess Nyara watched him silently. Despite her composed face, a flicker of admiration passed through her.
"Let's move, then," she said-softly. "We have a long path. And many eyes are watching us." Nyara hurried as she clearly know that her brother would definitely track her every movement.
With a flick of her tail, Nyara summoned a swirling portal of water. It rose like a vertical whirlpool, revealing a shifting image on the other side—vast underwater palaces, glowing jellyfish lanterns, and shadows of sea beasts gliding through trenches.
As they stepped toward the portal, Elder Sha-Drak finally spoke in a voice deep as the abyss.
