Mysteries Of The Ghostly Archipelago

Chapter 87: The Final Victory

We stood on the edge of the fissure, the dark energy still pulsing from its depths. The island trembled beneath our feet, a reminder that our work was not yet done. The Guardian leader’s face was set with determination, her eyes locked on the fissure.

“We need to channel the remaining artifacts' power to seal this rift,” she said, her voice steady.

Lena nodded, holding the glowing artifacts in her hands. “We can do this. Together.”

We formed a circle around the fissure, our hands linked, and focused our collective energy on the task at hand. The artifacts began to hum, their light growing brighter and merging into a single, powerful beam. The ground shook violently, and the dark energy surged as if fighting against our efforts.

“Hold on!” I shouted, my voice barely audible over the roar of the island. “We’re almost there!”

The Guardian leader chanted ancient words, her voice harmonizing with the energy around us. The beam of light intensified, pushing back the dark energy and forcing