Aria's fingers trembled as she flipped through the ancient tome, its yellowed pages whispering secrets of the prophecy. She'd always felt an inexplicable connection to the mystical words, but now, as she deciphered the code, a sense of urgency settled in her chest.
Suddenly, the room plunged into darkness. Aria's heart racing, she lit a candle, casting flickering shadows on the walls. That's when she saw him – Kael, standing in the doorway, his piercing gaze locking onto hers.
"Who are you?" Aria demanded, her voice firm despite the flutter in her chest.
Kael's enigmatic smile hinted at secrets. "I'm here to protect you, Aria. You're in danger."
Aria's instincts warred between trust and caution and Kael delved deeper into the ancient text, uncovering clues buried within layers of forgotten language. As they pored over the script, symbols began to shimmer faintly, as though reacting to their presence.
"This section," Kael murmured, tracing a line of glowing runes, "speaks of a Syngara—a convergence of souls destined to either restore or destroy balance in the realms."
Aria's pulse quickened. "You think that's us?"
"I know it is," he replied, his voice low. "You're the Seer. And I…" he hesitated, shadows flitting through his eyes. "I was trained to protect you. My bloodline swore an oath centuries ago."
The candlelight flickered wildly, responding to the weight of his words. Suddenly, the air turned cold, and a page flipped on its own. A new passage revealed itself:
> "When the marked moon rises, and light bleeds from the sky, the Seer must choose: bind the soul of the protector, or risk the rise of the Devourer."
"What does it mean to bind souls?" Aria asked, heart pounding.
Kael looked away, his jaw tight. "A bond that goes beyond life… and death. A fusion of fates. It's dangerous. It's… irreversible."
The room trembled slightly, a sign that they were running out of time.
Outside, thunder rumbled like an omen. The prophecy was awakening—and with it, the ancient powers that had lain dormant for eons.