Chapter 910: The Heart's Guardian

The figure emerged from the shadows like a wraith, its presence oppressive and unnerving. Cloaked in black, the being seemed to absorb the light around it, making it difficult to discern its features. Its eyes, glowing like molten fire, locked onto Elara with an intensity that made the air around her feel colder. Every step it took reverberated through the chamber, the very ground trembling beneath its weight.

"Who dares approach the Heart of Thalor?" the figure's voice was a low, guttural growl, dripping with menace. It sounded ancient, as though it had existed far beyond the age of men.

Elara stood frozen for a moment, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword. Her heart raced, the power of the Heart pulsing through her veins, urging her to stand firm. But the presence of the guardian was overwhelming, its energy like a tidal wave threatening to drown her.