Sarah's fingers trembled as they traced the cold surface of the rock wall, feeling for bumps and cracks as if searching for a living pulse behind the silent stones. The memories she saw weren't illusions but messages etched into her mind from a place deeper than consciousness. In her heart, she believed the crack was real, just as she had seen it. The soldiers' footsteps grew closer, and the clinking of their knives echoed in the void like an alarm bell. Mohammed took a step back, planting his feet firmly, raising his pistol, ready to fire at any moment. Suddenly… Sarah’s hand stopped at a small, slightly sunken rock that resembled a handgrip. She pressed it eagerly: A low rumble sounded, as if the mountain itself took its first breath in centuries. The wall trembled from within, and stones slowly slid away in a spiral pattern, revealing a dark entrance that exhaled old, cold air, steeped in the scent of solitude and mystery. Mohammed turned to her in shock: “What is that…?” Sh

Maher continued his journey, with every step pulling him deeper into the unknown, toward a greater confrontation. He didn't know what he would face, as the monster he had defeated was not the end, but the beginning.The mountain exuded an indescribable scent… the scent of death, of prisons, and of centuries of agony.In the dancing red glow, strange engravings were revealed, carved into the rocks. They were symbols that resembled no human language—letters with no known origin or truth—yet they were magnificent in their form, design, and layout. In the corridors, shadows flitted by at lightning speed. Maher felt them, but couldn't catch them with his eyes; he barely saw them out of the corner of his eye. They were the shadows of forgetfulness. Now, his presence would be known, and soon they would emerge to destroy him and prevent him from continuing. The glowing panel appeared before him, a sign that danger was on its way."Savenn of Oblivion is not defeated by weapons, but by patience

One of the guards approached Timor, who was following the verbal argument between Sarah and her uncle Saber with delight, happy about his small victory in ruining their relationship. The guard spoke in the same strange language that only Timor understood, telling him that there were intruders on the mountain advancing toward them, and they had eliminated all of his soldiers. Timor jumped up in a rage and ordered that Saber and Sarah be placed in the same cell and locked up securely. He gave strict orders to Saleh to kill them if they tried to escape. After Timor left, Sarah fell into her dear uncle's arms, weeping for him and for the state they had reached:"I don't understand anything... what's happening... and why is my father like this?!"She stared at her father, who had become a stranger to her. She tried to get closer to him, but her uncle stopped her."He doesn't know us, my daughter... Timor used the power of the Savans and took control of their bodies."She asked him in despa

The air grew heavy with their quickening breaths, filled with a strange coldness. They huddled together around Maher, holding each other's hands, as Thaeq soared high and far away, outside the mountain.They encircled him, as if trying to form a shield of hope and caution. Layan longed to embrace her brother and return home with him, hand in hand. Meanwhile, Sarah wished to return to her mother with her father, uncle, and brother Maher, to see the smile she had lost since their disappearance.Maher raised his head, his eyes shining with resolve, and whispered in a heavy voice:"Hold your ground no matter what happens, and don't be afraid... everything that will happen here is only in your imagination, nothing is real... stay firm."Maher delved deep into his memory, among the manuscripts and secrets engraved in his mind. He closed his eyes tightly, then began to chant the incantations aloud. Gradually opening his eyes, he had reached a complete understanding of what he was doing and s

In a distant spot in the heart of the dense forest, a clearing devoid of trees and plants stretched out. The ground beneath was hard, cracked by the sun's heat and lack of water. In one corner, a towering mountain housed an entrance leading to a deep, dark cave, which Saber had chosen as a new home for his old laboratory. He had designated the spacious clearing for their training, secret meetings, and research into the dark world of the **Seven Savans**.From time to time, Thakib would fly through the forest sky to check for intruders or spies sent by Timur. Since Maher and his team had defeated the **Savan of Forgetfulness**, they hadn't wasted any time. Saber had provided them with all the necessary information and secrets of that dark world, which had been steeped in shadow for thousands of years. This world hadn't ended or vanished when the Savans were sealed away; it had simply waited in silence, biding its time to erupt like a dormant volcano.Now, Maher's team was complete, and