Elara's words hung in the air, the flickering candles casting eerie shadows on the walls. Kyle's mind was racing, piecing together the fragments. The Order of the Red Hand, the Heart of Kraken... what was the connection?
'Snow, any luck?' He asked silently, his eyes never leaving Elara's face.
[Fragments, Kyle. The Order's plans are shrouded, but... I think they're after Kyle specifically.]
Kyle's gaze narrowed. Why him?
Lucias shifted, his eyes darting between Kyle and Elara. "So, what's the plan?"
Elara's smile was calculated. "We need to get Kyle to the trial. The Heart of Kraken is the only way to stop the Order."
Layla frowned. "And what's the trial?"
Elara's gaze turned serious. "The trial is a gauntlet of tests, designed to prove worthiness. The Heart of Kraken won't reveal itself to those who aren't worthy."
Kyle's jaw clenched. Worthy? What did that mean?
He turned to Lucias and Layla. "You two okay to push forward?"
