บท 789: Chapter 789: The Heart of Arkenhelm

The chamber reverberated with the hum of ancient power as Elara and the Guardians stood before the pedestal, the Heart of the Ley Lines now glowing softly in her hands. The oppressive presence of the Weavers loomed around them, their dark forms emerging from the shadows like a gathering storm.

Elara's heart raced as she held the orb aloft, its pulsating light casting eerie shadows on the walls. "We have the Heart," she said, her voice firm despite the tension. "Now, we need to protect it."

Doran, his eyes scanning the chamber for any signs of immediate danger, drew his sword. "Stay close and stay alert. We don't know what traps or wards the Weavers might use."

Morgana raised her staff, her focus shifting as she prepared to counter the dark magic. "The Weavers are masters of deception and illusion. We need to be prepared for anything."