The impact of the shockwave from the collision between blue and gold magic sent the Inquisitors reeling behind a curtain of dimensional mist. But Vespera knew the elite forces of the Aethelgard Sky Kingdom would not give up so easily.
“Hold them off!” Caelen shouted, his breath slightly ragged while his palms still glowed warmly with the remnants of The Primordial Heart’s energy. “The entrance to the Sanctuary of Echoes is right behind that meteor arch!”
Vespera wasted no time. She flicked her soul crystal dagger, slicing through the fabric of space and creating a shortcut to the hidden gate they sought. Before them now stood a massive gate carved with pillars of white crystal, reflecting millions of memories from the past—a sanctuary from ancient times where the universe’s greatest secrets were kept.
The moment they stepped across the threshold, the air inside the Sanctuary of Echoes felt utterly serene, a stark contrast to the chaos outside. Its walls pulsed softly, casting faint projections of shadows from a long-buried past.
Vespera stopped in the middle of the room. Her head suddenly throbbed with pain as flashes of unfamiliar memories forced their way into her consciousness—the faces of elders, the same altar, and Caelen from the past, gripping her hand tightly.
Caelen approached, his turquoise gaze turning sorrowful at the expression of pain on the dimensional guardian’s face. He lowered his voice, trying to calm her.
“Your memories are trying to return, Vespera,” Caelen whispered gently, reaching out to steady her shoulder so she would not fall. “And the answers to all the lies you’ve lived with... are inside this place’s core chamber.”