Lynch stood by the remnants where Agit had assimilated with the stairs, his domain isolating the decay. Baggen's solidified ashen body, Sophia's twisted wailing phantom in the chaotic currents of time, and the remains of Agit transformed into withered vines at his feet...
The eight mystical companions had now withered away. The remnants of mystical embers in the air were all devoured by the cold decay.
Surveying the dead silent stairs, there was only the writhing roots and endless darkness.
There was no other way,
this was the Wizard's Road.
The cornerstone at the end of strength is often paved with bones. Every breakthrough is accompanied by lonely trekking and terrifying risks. Companions may walk alongside for a time, but before touching the core secrets, one must ultimately face the absolute peak alone.
The road to the end is destined to be lonely.
