Astraea checked the various protective charms and auto-activating magic for the last time:
"The gift of prophecy is a blessing, but also a curse. Seeing the truth is not always a good thing; sometimes ignorance is protection."
She handed a silk pouch to Chloe:
"This is a magic crystal crafted by me and several Dark Sun Level Elders, containing the strength of our full strike. Remember, use it only at the moment of life and death."
Chloe carefully accepted the pouch, clearly sensing the terrifying energy it contained through Spiritual Perception.
The feeling was like holding several bombs that could explode at any moment.
"I will be careful, Grandma Leia."
The Night Mist emitted a low purr-like sound, signaling its readiness.
Chloe gently stroked its moist tentacles, sensing the hunger they conveyed.
Hunger for the Dream Realm and a longing to devour.
"Let's go, Night Mist. It's time to seek answers."
With Chloe's soft command, the Dream-eating Beast slowly ascended.
