puzzle

Emily's words hung in the air like a commandment. The tension between the three of them was palpable, but beneath it was a flicker of hope—a faint belief that they were inching closer to the truth. The vision had provided a fragment of the larger puzzle they were trying to solve, but the real answers, the solutions that could avert the same catastrophe that had destroyed the ancient city, lay at the heart of the tower.

Mara crossed her arms, her expression torn between skepticism and resolve. "Do we even know where this tower is? If it's ancient, it could be buried, forgotten by time."

Emily shook her head. "It wasn't just a vision of the past. The tower exists in our time. I could feel it—it's not far from here, hidden but intact."

Calem rubbed the back of his neck, his voice tense. "So, we're just supposed to go looking for it based on a vision? We're already being hunted by the shadow, and we don't have time to make mistakes."