The chamber trembled as if the Veil itself was awakening. The swirling patterns of light and shadow folded into themselves, distorting reality with each pulse of energy. The massive figure before them remained, its burning eyes locked onto Emma, observing her with something new—expectation."You have endured much," the figure intoned, its voice neither fully human nor entirely alien. "But the trials were never meant to test your strength alone."Emma clenched the relic in her hand, feeling its steady hum against her palm. The key in her other hand pulsed, and the threads of the balance in her mind shifted—calmer, yet filled with quiet urgency.“What was the point of all this?” she asked, her voice sharp, though exhaustion threatened to creep in.The figure stepped forward, and the Veil reacted. Light fractured around its movements, as if reality itself bent to accommodate it."To force you to see," it said. "The balance does not demand strength. It demands judgment."Emma’s grip on th
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