The chamber quaked violently as the ritual began to spiral out of control, the Heart of Thalor pulsing with chaotic energy. Elara's entire body trembled under the strain, sweat dripping down her face as she struggled to keep her focus. Her connection to the Heart had deepened, but something dark and untamed lurked within it—a force that defied control.
"Keep it together!" Kirin shouted, bracing himself as the ground shifted beneath him. His sword was drawn, glowing faintly from the protective enchantments Morgana had cast earlier, but even that light seemed feeble in the face of the overwhelming power radiating from the Heart.
Morgana, standing opposite Elara, clenched her staff tightly, her face pale with effort. "The magic is unraveling! We have to stabilize it before—"