Everyone prepared for the ritual as quickly as possible. Most of them gathered inside the Pyra Palace. Only Liora was missing. She remained in the Zephyra Empire, searching restlessly.
For what?
Just in case Aether returned.
If anything went wrong, if fate twisted cruelly again, he would come back to the first place he vanished.
Meanwhile, back in the Pyra Empire, behind the Palace garden, the air felt heavy, almost suffocating.
Everyone stood around the carved magic circle with grim expressions.
Beside the circle lay a massive cluster of Origin Crystals, glowing faintly.
They were almost ready when Nyx, lying at the centre of the circle, suddenly flinched. Her body jerked, fingers curling, breath hitching, as if something unseen had reached into her chest.
For the first time since she had been placed there, she looked relieved.
As if a terrible pressure had shifted.
"Nyx?" Xara stepped forward instantly, "Are you alright, sweetie?"
