THE SHATTERED STAR

t as the shockwave from the Star's magic reverberated through her body. The air crackled with energy, and a st

otherworldly glow now, brighter than before, almost as if it had recognized her touch. And the

the Gu

it came from deep within her own mind. It wasn't the voice of the temp

eet just as Thorne blocked another savage strike from the dark being. The creature's shadowy f

ehead. He was struggling to hold his own against the beast, his sword clashing

only chance to survive-to stop this creature and protect herself a

pered again, l

eld the Star's

rgy shot through her body like a lightning strike. Her entire being seemed to hum with power-raw, ancient, overwhelming power. She gasped, feeling

a raised her free hand instinctively. The moment she did, the energy from

eyes narrowing in confusion. It recoiled as

it had ever been before. She could feel the power in

on to strike at the creature, his blade glowing with a faint magical aura. He manage

ow flowing freely from the shard. She raised it high above her head, and

of energy, and in that moment, everything became clear to her. The Star was not just a source of power-it was a conduit, a bridge between the worl

eat. It was a mere shadow in the

ght at the creature. The light exploded upon impact, enveloping the creature in a cocoon of radiant energy. It howled in

fell silent

er began to subside, and her vision swam with the aftereffects of the magic she had just wielde

scanning the temple for any further threats. "Are you

l trying to regain her b

e extended a hand to help her up. "You did it. Th

ragment of the Shattered Star in her hand. It was no longer just a piece of something broken-it w

ill out there, hunting for the fragments, and the journey ahead woul

?" she asked, her

e air. "Now, we find the other pieces. But we must move quickly. The Order

difficult, but she was no longer the uncertain villager she had once