Frankie:
The air around us crackled with the intensity of the Rift's energy as we moved forward, each step a silent battle against the overwhelming force that sought to turn us back.
The dark shape I had seen earlier lingered at the edges of my vision, always just out of reach like a shadow watching our every move. Occasionally, the ground trembled as if the Rift itself reminded us of its unpredictable wrath.
Rowan led the way, her senses sharpened, and her every movement was a study of restraint and readiness. "Stay vigilant," she murmured, her eyes darting from side to side. "The Rift has a way of twisting your mind. It will make you doubt what you see, what you hear."
My fire swarmed me in thick waves, its weight a small comfort against the chaos swirling in the air. Kruel's grim e
