Kelvin dove into his soulstream, feeling Xerion's fire. "We will give what we must," he growled, offering a fragment of his fear, his gauntlet blazed as he struck the keeper.
Xerion's flames burned away the vision, and the ember glowed.
Lyra wove shadow runes, her amulet glowed as she offered her doubt, her bond with Salaris steadyied her strike. Salaris's talons dispersed the vision, and the ember pulsed brighter.
Darius with his jaw tight, offered his recklessness, his soulstone cracking the keeper's form as Rhoam's roar anchored him. The vision shattered, and Darius claimed the ember.
The cavern faded, the arena returned them with cheers. Veyne's serpent hissed as she said. "Offering is accepted but Synthesis awaits."
**** Trial of Synthesis****
The final portal plunged them into a realm of merged forces with light, shadow, life, and flame that swirled in a primal storm.
