The roar of Malakor echoed through the entire cave, challenging the presence of the Earth Guardian. His pitch-black sword whooshed, radiating an aura of death, growing stronger, ready to strike the green light dragon that had just emerged from the depths. Yet, the Earth Guardian remained calm, its peaceful aura seeming to quell the fury of the eternal night’s ruler.The light dragon moved its majestic head with a swish, its gaze, filled with wisdom, shifting from Lyra to Malakor. The gentle vibrations that had once enveloped Lyra now surged stronger, providing unexpected courage and tranquility."You've polluted this land for too long, Malakor," the Earth Guardian's voice rumbled softly, but its power shook the very core of the cave. Boom! "Balance must be restored."Malakor hissed in fury, his massive wings flapping violently with a whoosh, sending a cold wind carrying the stench of death. "Balance? The age of darkness has arrived! And you, the ancient guardian, will witness the fina

Lyra's step into the dark corridor felt like crossing the boundary between hope and illusion. The faint voice calling her name, Darren's voice that had long been silent in her memories, echoed in her mind, overriding all doubts and fears. She had to know, even though her common sense warned of a possible trap. Maeve and Seraphina called her name anxiously, but Lyra didn't turn back. The golden light from the family journal became her only guide in the dense darkness.The corridor twisted and turned, descending deeper into the earth's belly. The air felt cold and damp, carrying the scent of wet soil and something foreign, something she didn't recognize. The murmur of water could be heard faintly in the distance, mixed with soft whispers that seemed to call her name.The further she went, the stronger the voice became, the clearer its intonation. It was truly Darren's voice, full of pain and pleading. Lyra's heart pounded, the hope that had been buried for so long rising wildly again. C

Swoosh...They stepped through the glowing threshold, leaving the silent, cold cavern behind them. In an instant, darkness vanished, replaced by a warm white light that enveloped everything. The soothing sound of trickling water and the sweet scent of blooming flowers welcomed them—so unlike the stale air and metallic stench of blood that had accompanied them throughout their journey.Slowly, their eyes adjusted to the light. They found themselves in a breathtaking garden, more beautiful than any they had ever seen. Towering trees with shimmering silver leaves stretched toward a cloudless blue sky. Flowers in colors they had never encountered bloomed everywhere, releasing intoxicating fragrances. Crystal-clear streams flowed gently between softly glowing stones.In the center of the garden, beneath the largest silver tree, stood a man with a warm smile on his face. A soft white light radiated from his body, exuding peace and boundless joy. It was Darren, but he looked different. There

Snow fell like death dust from the sky. Vladivostok, East Russia, didn't greet them with a smile, but with a cold roar and the shadows of armed ghosts. Amidst the frozen mist, the train carrying Rizal, Nova, Ucok, Maya, and Kazuo slowed to a halt at an old station that looked like remnants of the World War.Maya stepped down first, wearing a fur jacket and a serious face. "We're not on our own land. Here, anyone could be an enemy." Ucok glanced at a rusty sign that read Кирпичный Завод. "This... Brick Factory?" Kazuo nodded. "It used to be. Now, it's a secret training base for Yurei." Nova held her temples. "Seriously, this is more complicated than getting into college through SNMPTN."They infiltrated through an old drainage tunnel. The smell of rust, old blood, and gun oil mingled into a stinging aroma. The walls were full of strange symbols: skulls, Roman numerals, and phrases in Latin. Rizal walked ahead. Each step felt heavy. His mother's necklace was clutched tightly in his hand

Whoosh... They stepped through the shimmering gate of light, leaving behind the cold vacuum of space and the remnants of the cosmic battle that had just concluded. Instantly, a gentle warmth and the fragrance of Elysium's flowers welcomed them back, like a loving embrace after a long and perilous journey."We're back..." Lyra whispered, her eyes glistening with emotion as she gazed at the eternal garden stretching before them. Silver trees shimmered under a soft glow, flowers bloomed in breathtaking colors, and crystal rivers flowed serenely, radiating an everlasting peace.Darren held her hand tightly, a radiant smile spreading across his serene face. "Yes, Lyra. We're home."Maeve sighed in relief, her shoulders, which had been tense for so long, finally relaxed. "Finally... peace..." she murmured, gazing around with gentle eyes.Seraphina embraced Maeve, tears of joy wetting her cheeks. "We did it, Maeve. We all did it."The Earth Guardian, in the form of a magnificent dragon of li