Recognition

"Adrian," the lead guardian intoned, his voice resonating through the hall. "It is time you learned the truth of your lineage."

The sacred temple within the ruins of Ellington loomed ahead, its ancient stone walls etched with runes that seemed to shimmer with their own light. Adrian and his companions stepped inside, the air heavy with the weight of centuries past. The guardians stood solemnly, their ethereal forms casting an eerie glow across the chamber.

Adrian’s heart pounded in his chest. "My lineage?" he echoed, a mix of confusion and anticipation in his voice.

The guardian nodded, his gaze piercing. "You are not merely a seeker of the prophecy. You are the descendant of the ancient line that once protected this realm. The blood of kings and warriors flows through your veins."

Elena gasped softly, her eyes wide with shock. "Adrian, that means..."

He swallowed hard, struggling to process the revelation. "Why didn't I know this? Why didn't

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