Back Together
In the dimly lit chamber, Ty stood motionless, his Green flamed eye sockets fixed intently on the Crystal resting before him. The dim glow of the Crystal illuminated his skeletal form, casting eerie shadows across the stone walls. A flicker of uncertainty passed through his mind, a haunting echo of a memory: 'Do I even know how to use it?'
His bony fingers hovered hesitantly over the Crystal, as if afraid to disturb its slumbering power. 'How did I use it the first time?' he wondered silently.
The memory was vague, clouded - something about the Demon King, a gesture, a moment of activation that slipped like sand through his fingers.
His thoughts were abruptly shattered by a resounding knock at the door. The sound echoed ominously through the chamber.