er, bathed in the soft ethereal light, was a man. He wasn't polished like Aris. He wore worn leather and practical gear, his dark hair messy, his face sharp wit

. His touch sent a jolt through her, not of fear, but of re

ent, resonating with the hum of the Lumina. "

protectiveness and a flicker of awe. "They're draining the heart of Everstar. Aris Thorne will destroy everything to feed his family's greed. And

vibrant but visibly weakened, threads of its energy being siphoned upwards towards Thorne Tower. Seeing it

And you're far more powerful than you know, Ella. Your beauty isn't just skin deep. It

lver gaze. The epic fight for her survival, for the soul of Everstar, an