Chapter 163: Volume 2, Chapter 107:

Chapter 163: Volume 2, Chapter 107: "The Weight of Victory" The sky above them, once dark and oppressive, began to lighten as the storm eased. The wind that had battered the mountains died down, leaving only a cold, crisp air that filled their lungs with each heavy breath. Cole knelt on the ground, still trying to process what had just happened. The Knot was sealed—for now—but the battle had taken its toll.

"We did it," Elara murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She leaned against a nearby rock, her body trembling with exhaustion. The focus in her hands no longer glowed; its energy had been spent stabilizing the Knot.

Selene remained silent as she surveyed the area, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for any remaining threats. The void-touched creature had dissolved into nothing, but Cole knew better than to believe they were truly safe. The void wasn't defeated—it had merely retreated.

Cole wiped the sweat from his brow, the cool air providing little comfort to his aching body. "For now," he said, his voice filled with a heaviness that matched the weight in his chest. "We stopped it, but... how long will this hold?"

Elara glanced at the Knot, its threads now stable but still delicate. "It's hard to say. The focus helped reinforce it, but the void is growing stronger. I don't know how long we can keep doing this."

Selene sheathed her blade, her movements slow and deliberate, as though each action required more effort than usual. "We bought ourselves time, but it's not enough." She turned to face them, her expression grim. "There are more Knots out there, more places where the void is trying to break through. And we can't be everywhere at once."

Cole nodded, his mind racing. He had always known that this fight would be difficult, but now, with the void's power growing and the Knots weakening faster than they could keep up, it felt impossible. Every Knot they sealed was just a temporary solution—a stopgap against an unstoppable force.

"What now?" Selene asked, her voice quiet but firm. She looked to Elara, her usual confidence tempered by the weight of their situation. "What's our next move?"

Elara didn't answer right away. She stood slowly, her eyes still on the Knot. "We need to find out why the void is growing stronger. Something—or someone—is accelerating its spread. The Guardians tried to contain it, but they didn't expect this."

Cole's heart sank at the thought. The void wasn't just a natural force of destruction. It was being manipulated, used by someone with knowledge of the Veil—someone who understood how to tear it apart. And they were succeeding.

"There has to be a reason," Elara continued, her voice filled with a quiet determination. "Something has changed, something that's making the void more aggressive. If we can figure out what it is, maybe we can stop it at the source."

Cole frowned, trying to think. "The Severed," he muttered. "They've been working with the void, tearing at the Knots. Could they be behind this?"

Selene shook her head. "We've fought them before. They're dangerous, but they're not organized enough for something like this. It's too calculated. Someone else is pulling the strings."

Elara nodded. "That's what I'm afraid of. Whoever it is, they're working in the shadows, using the void as a weapon. And they're doing it faster than we can stop them."

Cole felt a wave of frustration rise in his chest. They were fighting an enemy they couldn't see, one that was always a step ahead. Every time they sealed a Knot, the void found another way in, another weak point to exploit.

"We need more information," Elara said firmly. "There are still Guardian sanctuaries out there, places where they stored their knowledge about the void. If we can find one that hasn't been corrupted, it might hold the answers we need."

"Another sanctuary?" Selene's voice was laced with exhaustion. "We've barely survived this one. How do we know the others will be any different?"

"We don't," Elara admitted, her expression grim. "But it's our only option. We're running out of time, and if we don't find a way to stop the void from spreading, it won't matter how many Knots we seal. The world will fall apart, one thread at a time." Sёarch* The NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Cole stood, his muscles aching from the battle, but his mind was clearer now. They had a plan, however tenuous. "Where's the nearest sanctuary?"

Elara hesitated. "It's further north, past the mountains. One of the oldest Guardian strongholds, hidden deep within the frozen wastes. It was abandoned long before the void began to spread, but if there's any place left untouched by the void, it's there."

Cole's breath caught in his throat. The frozen wastes were dangerous, even without the void's influence. Few people ventured that far north, and even fewer returned. But if the sanctuary held the answers they needed, they had no choice.

"Then that's where we're going," Cole said, his voice steady.

Selene sighed, but there was a glimmer of resolve in her eyes. "If we're heading to the frozen wastes, we'll need to prepare. It's not just the cold we'll have to worry about."

Elara nodded. "We'll rest here tonight, gather our strength, and then head out at first light. The journey will be long, and the void will be watching. We need to be ready."

As they settled into a small alcove in the mountainside, the cold night air biting at their skin, Cole couldn't shake the feeling that they were heading into something far darker than they could imagine. The void was relentless, and it had already taken so much from them. Marcus's absence weighed heavily on all of them, a reminder of the cost of their fight.

Elara sat beside the small fire they had built, her eyes distant as she stared into the flames. "The Guardians once believed they could control the void," she said softly, almost to herself. "They thought they could contain it, bend it to their will. But the void... it's beyond control. It's ancient, older than the Veil itself."

Cole glanced at her, the flickering fire casting shadows on her face. "Do you think we can stop it?"

Elara didn't answer right away. Her eyes remained fixed on the fire, her thoughts distant. "I don't know," she said finally. "But we have to try."

Selene, who had been sharpening her blade, looked up. "We've faced worse odds before. If there's a way to stop the void, we'll find it. And if there isn't... we'll keep fighting anyway."

Her words, though grim, gave Cole a sense of resolve. They had come too far to give up now. The void was a force of destruction, but they weren't alone in this fight. They had each other, and they had the knowledge of the Guardians behind them.

As the fire crackled softly and the cold mountain wind howled outside, Cole lay down, the weight of the day's events pressing on him. The void was still out there, waiting. But for the first time in days, he allowed himself to hope.

Tomorrow, they would continue their journey into the frozen wastes, into the heart of the unknown. And maybe—just maybe—they would find the answers they needed.

But for now, they would rest.

And prepare for the battle to come.