Chapter 17: March to Skyfall
She was bruised but alive—scarred by the Wraith encounters and the collapse of the sanctum. Seraphine and Selene were with her, both battered, their once-imperious eyes filled now with concern.
Kael limped closer. "Skyfall Citadel. That's the system's final beacon, isn't it?"
Valerian nodded grimly. "The Gate is there. If we don't reach it in time..."
"The world ends," Selene finished. Her voice was no longer cold. There was fear in it. Understanding.
Valerian met their gazes. "This isn't just about saving kingdoms or stopping Wraiths anymore. This is the endgame. The system was built to open the Gate—and I was the key. Now that the Original is dead, it's begun the final sequence."
Lira stepped forward. "Then what's the plan?"
Valerian looked eastward, toward the sky where the clouds churned unnaturally, and a towering spire pierced the heavens.
"Skyfall lies beyond the Riftlands. We'll have to move fast. No more hiding. No more hesitation. We fight our way through whatever's waiting."
Seraphine raised an eyebrow. "And if the Gate opens before we arrive?"
Valerian's eyes darkened. "Then we fight what's on the other side."
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