[: 3rd POV :]
Eventually, the decision was made—there was no other choice.
They would seek the Overseer.
The very name carried weight across the continents: Empress Sylvene Luminara, the ruler of Spirits, the Arbiter of Balance, and one of the few beings capable of peering through the veils between realms.
On the other hand, Caelira and Melira stood on the deck of a gleaming, rune-engraved airship, its silver hull humming with Spirit Essence.
The vessel soared above endless seas of clouds, cutting through the sky like a living creature.
Melira clutched the railing, her gaze fixed on the horizon.
Though she had travelled across kingdoms, this journey felt different—more daunting, more desperate.
This isn't just a visit.
This is a plea…
Caelira, standing beside her, spoke softly, her expression calm yet determined.
"Sylvene Luminara agreed to see us. That alone is a miracle. Few are granted her audience."
Melira nodded, swallowing hard. "I know… I just hope she listens."
