..."I have been waiting for you," the Weaver of Fate said, her voice like the gentle hum of celestial threads. "Your bond has resonated across the cosmos, drawing attention from realms both known and unknown."
Luna's magic swirled, sensing the Weaver's power. "You manipulate the fabric of fate."
The Weaver nodded, her eyes shining with ancient wisdom. "I weave the threads of destiny, guiding the course of stars and civilizations."
Zephyr's winds whispered secrets, guiding the companions' understanding. "You've been watching us."
The Weaver's smile was enigmatic. "I've watched your bond grow stronger, a beacon of hope in a universe torn by darkness and chaos."
Jax's sword shone brighter, its metal infused with the Weaver's essence. "What do you want from us?"
The Weaver's gaze turned serious. "I require your assistance. A rogue thread threatens to unravel the fabric of fate, plunging the cosmos into chaos."