Chapter 25: Convergence of Realms

The guardians, their earlier triumph now overshadowed by the looming threat, formed a protective circle around Echo-Selene. The sky, awash with a storm of colors, became a dizzying spectacle of merging and clashing realities.

Isolde, her voice tinged with urgency, said, "We need to close that vortex before it's too late!"

Malachi, pointing at the dark figure, countered, "But first, we need to understand who or what that is. It's unlike any being we've encountered."

The figure, sensing their confusion, chuckled, its voice deep and echoing, "I am the Nexus Wraith, the embodiment of discarded and forgotten realms. You've given me an opening, and I intend to claim it."

Elysia, ever the warrior, stepped forward, challenging, "We won't let you destabilize the balance we've fought so hard to maintain."

The Wraith, amused, retorted, "Balance? By restoring one, you've beckoned many. Your intentions, noble as they may be, have consequences."

Niamh, her hands glowing with a soft light, suggested