Sunny's POV
Sunny's chest suddenly felt like it was on fire.
He doubled over, gasping as pain shot through his heart and spread down his arms. Through their bond, he felt Luna experiencing the same agony at exactly the same moment.
"What's happening to us?" Luna cried, her silver magic flickering weakly around her hands.
"Your... prophecy... is... dying," the first light-creature said sadly, swimming closer to them. "This... is... where... broken... prophecies... come... to... fade... away."
"Our prophecy isn't broken," Sunny protested, even as another wave of pain made him gasp.
"All... prophecies... that... enter... the... In-Between... World... are... considered... broken," the second creature explained. "You... were... supposed... to... save... your... realms. Instead... you... led... your... enemies... to... the... source... of... all... magical... power."
