Heart of Fire

rcerer's keep, a fortress of obsidian spires twisted by unnatural energies. The sky above churned with storm clouds, lightning arcing like

s minions-phantoms in armor, their eyes voids of endless darkness. His blade met spectral steel, each strike ringing through the halls like a funeral dirgeAt last, he reached the sorcerer's chamber, where black flames licked t

against sorcery, light against darkness. Every strike Aldric made sent ripples through the chamber, and every spell the sorcerer cast

sped as Aldric's blade pressed against

: "You will never break the curse with steel. Only the heart

tened. "Then tell

he chamber. "It can only be