The shattered remnants of the Eclipse Heart lay at Elara's feet, but the weight of the moment refused to lift. The stillness in the chamber was unnerving, and each breath felt too loud in the deafening silence. Morgana was still on her knees, her staff resting against the altar as she struggled to recover from the strain of severing the celestial bond.
Elara wiped the sweat from her brow, her body still trembling with the adrenaline of battle. "It feels too quiet," she muttered, scanning the dark corners of the cavern. "Something isn't right."
Morgana slowly rose to her feet, leaning heavily on her staff. Her face was pale, drained from the immense effort it had taken to break the bond, but her eyes were sharp, filled with the same unease that Elara felt.