The peace of the sanctuary was shattered by a deafening roar. High above, a fleet of Council airships emerged from the clouds, their cannons aimed at the ruins. The General had found them.
Kaelen drew his blade, his face grim. "They've brought a small army. Elara, you have to find the second crystal in the Frost-Lands. I will hold them off here."
"No," Elara replied, her eyes burning with newfound power. "We don't run anymore. If they want a war, we will give them one they will never forget."
She raised her hand toward the sky, the Great Crystal pulsing in sync with her heartbeat. The storm was coming, and for the first time in a millennium, the stars were ready to fight back.