Interlude: The Names That Stood
They didn't speak right away.
No battle.No monsters.No drums of war.
Just a strange quiet—The kind that comes after a soul survives something sacred.
✨ What They Felt
Kael placed his hand on his chest—where the Word still pulsed faintly.
"I wasn't sure I believed it.But I said it anyway."
Seren's hand hovered over her shoulder—where her bow had returned.
"I walked through fire.And still… I breathe."
Vaelrix stood taller now—not as a man trying to belong,but as someone who understood his uniqueness was never meant to be a curse.
"Let the world try to name me," he growled."I already did."
Alari held nothing in her hands.No medallion. No relic.
Just her name.
And that… was everything.
They stood at the final rise—
Behind them: the path of memory.Before them: the heart of the Veil.
It pulsed like a great wound still trying to speak.
And so, they walked forward.
Together.