tion. The amulet's power hummed within her, attuning her senses to the mystical energies surrounding her. As she knelt to gather the herb, a faint whisper echoed through the m

n Lyra's spine. "Balance is a weakness, Lyra. Embrace the darkness, and together we can rule Tenaria." With a surge of determination, Lyra conjured a protective barrier, repelling Malakar's dark energy. The mist swirled, revealing a glimpse of Malakar's twiste