Ryan woke up to the sound of gentle chanting, his mind foggy from the previous day's events. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, and saw Lyra sitting cross-legged on the floor, her eyes closed in meditation.
Eryndor was nowhere to be seen, but Ryan heard the sound of clanging steel coming from outside the chamber. He got up, stretching his limbs, and walked outside to find Eryndor practicing his sword moves.
"Morning," Eryndor said, grinning. "Sleep well?"
Ryan nodded, watching as Eryndor executed a flawless series of strikes. "What's the plan for today?" he asked.
Eryndor sheathed his sword. "Lyra wants to show us around the sanctuary," he said. "There's more to this place than meets the eye."
Ryan's curiosity was piqued. "What do you mean?" he asked.
Eryndor's eyes sparkled with intrigue. "Let's just say that the Hidden Sanctuary has its own secrets," he said. "Secrets that could change everything."
Ryan's mind was racing with possibilities. What secrets could the sanctuary hold? And how would they impact his quest to reclaim the throne?
As they walked back to the central chamber, Lyra was waiting for them, a mysterious smile on her face.
"Today, I'll show you the true heart of the sanctuary," she said, her eyes glinting with excitement.
Ryan's heart was pounding with anticipation. What would they discover? And how would it change their journey forever?