Chapter 10: Siege of the ember Less
The Ember Core had changed me.
I could feel it humming inside my chest—more than warmth, more than fire. It was alive, a steady rhythm thrumming through every bone, every breath. I wasn’t just carrying a relic.
I’d become its vessel.
Kaela walked beside me in silence as we ascended the stairs from the catacombs. The walls of Ral’Tir trembled softly with each step we took—as if the city itself was aware of our presence now.
And perhaps it was.
Because as we emerged into the throne room, something had changed.
The once-broken windows were sealed by glowing amber light. The ash-covered floor had cleared. Torches, long dead, flickered back to life with golden flame.
Kaela whispered, "It’s... breathing."
I nodded slowly. "The city’s waking up."
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The Memory Hall