As the grand gates groa ned open, a blinding white light swallowed Rocky and his frie nds, transp orting them to a hall where gra vity see med to work in reverse.
"Rocky, your guitar! It's turning into a weapon of pure starlight!" Runa shouted, her own palm glowing with a symbol that matched the carvings on the walls.
Jamin blew a sharp note on his silver flute, and suddenly, a barrier of frozen music surrounded them, protecting them from the invisible eyes watching from the shad
"The triple mark is complete; the king's legacy is now ours to defend or destroy," Rocky said, his voice echoing with a power that shook the very foundations of the hall.