Emily's breath caught in her throat as the relic made contact with the glowing orb. A pulse of energy radiated from the center of the chamber, sending tremors through the stone floor beneath them. The air thickened with power, an unseen force swirling around the room. The group instinctively stepped back, raising their weapons, bracing for what was to come.
"Emily, what have you done?" whispered Sam, his voice barely audible over the rising hum of the orb. His eyes were wide, filled with both awe and fear.
"I don't know," Emily replied, her voice shaky. "I felt like this was the next step. Something is about to happen. We have to be ready."
The orb's light intensified, casting eerie shadows on the temple walls. The ancient carvings etched into the stone began to glow faintly, as if awakening from a long slumber. For a moment, time seemed to stretch and warp, and Emily felt the tug of something ancient, pulling her consciousness inward.