Frankie:
A low hum filled the air as Bain and Kaos began weaving the ice to contain the orb. Even through the ice, the air was thick with the raw power that had once threatened to tear us apart. I watched him, my heart heavy with the weight of my mistakes.
It wasn't just the magic we were locking away; it was everything we had endured to get here—every battle, sacrifice, and moment of despair that had brought us to this point.
All of it had led to this moment.
Kane, his expression unreadable, moved around the perimeter, his eyes scanning for any sign of disruption. His silent presence was a comfort, though there was tension in how his muscles coiled—like a spring ready to snap.
Darcel, too, stood vigilant, his gaze never leaving the orb. Despite the calm in his voice, I could see the
