kered weakly, its light casting long shadows on the ground. Amina lay staring up at the sky, her thoughts a whirlwind of doubts and fears. The pull

iet strength had been a comfort, but there were moments-moments like now-when she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. A doubt lingered in her mind: Coul

ability, that the truth came crashing down on her. She heard footsteps behind her-quick, deliberate. Spinning around, Amina found herself face-to-face with a figure clo

?" Amina demanded, her v

for the artifact, just like us. You may not know it yet, but you're walking straight into the hands

into her stomach. "N

nto the heart of danger. You see, Amina, the artifact was never meant to be fo

through Amina, raw and painful. Kwame had bee

n us, and you can wield the artifact's power as your own. But if you continue down th