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Isla lay on the adjacent plinth, her beautiful green eyes widened in terror.
She stared directly at me, her lips forming a silent scream as they quivered.
Four dark figures loomed overhead, their identities hidden behind ornate masks.
The chilling hum of their chant grew louder, drowning out the sounds of our struggles.
The almost musical cadence of their incantations was hypnotic, but the darkness behind it was unmistakable.
Suddenly, a portal sprang to life beside Isla.
It shimmered and pulsated, giving off an unnatural light that cast a bluish hue across the room.
Its very existence felt like an aberration, something that should not be.
The pull from it was strong, and I could feel the air around us being sucked towards its core.
It emanated a strange, almost musical hum, juxtaposing eerily with the sinister atmosphere.
What was this portal?
Where did it lead?
Intuitively, I knew that nothing good awaited on the other side.
The chanting intensified as two of the Balance approached Isla, gripping her firmly.
I strained against my bonds, muscles bulging, sweat forming on my brow.
I tried to free myself, shouting her name in panic.
“No! Let her go!” I yelled, my voice echoing through the chamber, mingling with the chants and the unsettling hum of the portal.
“Isla!” I called out, reaching for her, but an invisible force held me back.
“This is not your fate to intervene,” one of them intoned, his voice echoing in the confined space.
“But she’s my fated mate!” I shouted back, desperation evident in my voice.
The lead figure, distinguishable only by the intricate golden emblem on his robe, stepped forward. “And that is the very reason she’s here. Her fate is intertwined with yours, Thillak.”
I felt a cold dread settling in the pit of my stomach. “What do you want from her? From us?”
The figure remained silent for a moment, the weight of his gaze palpable even though his face was hidden. “Balance,” he replied.
Isla’s struggle was palpable.
As they hoisted her, her terrified gaze never left mine.
Tears streamed down her face, each one reflecting the bluish light of the portal, creating shimmering trails on her cheeks.
Then, with a final, piercing cry from Isla and a crescendo in the chanting, they suspended her over the portal.
It reacted immediately, tendrils of energy reaching out to envelop her.
I could only watch in horror as the swirling vortex pulled at her, not physically, but spiritually.
Her vibrant green skin began to fade, turning a sickly shade of gray.
