Within a Hollow Heart - Chapter 153: Volume 2, Chapter 97: "Veil on the Edge"

Chapter 153: Volume 2, Chapter 97: “Veil on the Edge”

The mountain path became steeper as they ascended, the air thinning with every step. The cold bit into their skin, but it was the oppressive weight of the void pressing in from all sides that made it feel even harder to breathe. Despite the victory over the void-touched in the ravine, the tension hadn’t eased. The void was growing stronger, and Cole could feel its relentless hunger gnawing at the edges of the Veil.

Elara moved ahead of the group, her eyes never leaving the crystal in her hand. Its glow had dimmed since their battle, but the faint pulse of energy remained, a reminder of the power they carried and the danger it attracted. Marcus and Selene flanked the group, their eyes scanning the rocky terrain for any sign of movement. Every shadow seemed to stretch further, every sound amplified in the heavy silence of the mountain pass.

“We’re getting close to the next Knot,” Elara said quietly, her voice barely audible over the wind that howled between the peaks. “I can feel it pulling at the crystal.”

Cole nodded, his grip tightening on his sword as they climbed. His body still ached from the fight in the ravine, and the strain of weaving the threads of the Veil had left him exhausted. But he couldn’t afford to falter. Not now. The void was too close, too persistent.

“How much further?” Selene asked, her voice sharp with urgency. She was always the one to press forward, never content with slow progress when the stakes were so high.

Elara hesitated for a moment, her brow furrowed in concentration as she reached out with her senses. “Not far. The Knot is up ahead, near the summit.”

“The summit?” Marcus muttered under his breath. “That’s not a good place to fight. We’ll be exposed.”

“We don’t have a choice,” Elara replied, her voice resolute. “The Knot is weakening. If we don’t reinforce it now, the void will break through.”

Cole’s pulse quickened at her words. The closer they got, the more the void’s presence gnawed at his mind, like a distant scream he couldn’t quite hear but knew was there, just out of reach.

As they rounded a sharp bend in the path, the landscape opened up, revealing the summit of the mountain. It was a desolate place, the ground covered in snow and jagged rocks, the sky above an ominous gray. And there, in the center of the plateau, was the Knot.

The Knot shimmered faintly, its threads barely holding together. It was larger than the one they had encountered in the ravine, and its energy pulsed unevenly, like a heartbeat on the verge of failing. The void pressed against it, the air around the Knot distorting as the Veil strained to hold.

Cole could feel the threads trembling, their fragility sending a chill down his spine. “It’s worse than I thought,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Elara stepped forward, her eyes fixed on the Knot. “We need to act fast. The crystal should help us reinforce it, but we’ll need to be precise. If we make a mistake…”

“We won’t,” Cole said, his voice filled with determination. “We can’t.”

Marcus drew his sword, his gaze sweeping the area around the Knot. “I’ll keep watch. If the void sends anything our way, I’ll handle it.”

Selene nodded, taking up a defensive position on the opposite side of the plateau. “I’ll cover the other flank. Whatever happens, we won’t let anything through.”

Elara knelt beside the Knot, placing the crystal gently on the ground in front of it. The glow from the crystal intensified, its light weaving into the threads of the Veil, but the strain was still visible—the Knot trembled, barely holding together as the void pressed against it.

“Are you ready?” Elara asked, her voice tense as she glanced up at Cole.

He nodded, kneeling beside her and reaching out with his mind. The threads of the Veil pulsed faintly, their energy weak but present. He could feel the void pushing against them, its cold presence trying to tear them apart. But there was still hope. If they could strengthen the Knot, they might be able to hold the void at bay.

“Start weaving,” Elara instructed, her hands moving carefully through the air, guiding the threads as she channeled the crystal’s energy into the Knot. “We have to be careful. The void’s influence is stronger here.”

Cole’s breath came in short, shallow gasps as he focused on the threads, pulling them tighter, weaving them together as best as he could. The strain was immense, the void fighting back with every ounce of its power, but he didn’t let go. He couldn’t.

The Knot pulsed with energy, its glow intensifying as they worked. Cole could feel the void’s resistance growing, the pressure mounting as the threads strained under the weight of its influence.

“We’re almost there,” Elara whispered, her voice barely audible over the howling wind. “Just a little more…”

Suddenly, a sharp crack echoed through the air, and Cole’s heart skipped a beat. He looked up, his eyes widening in horror.

The Knot was fracturing.

“No!” Elara gasped, her hands trembling as she tried to pull the threads back together. “It’s too much! The void is too strong!”

Cole’s mind raced as he struggled to hold the Knot, his body trembling with the effort. The crystal pulsed, its energy flickering as it fought to keep the Veil intact, but the void was relentless. The threads were breaking, unraveling faster than they could repair them.

“We’re losing it!” Cole shouted, his voice filled with panic.

Before anyone could react, a deafening roar echoed through the mountains, the sound reverberating off the cliffs and sending a chill down their spines.

Void-touched.

From the shadows at the edge of the plateau, several twisted figures emerged, their eyes glowing with the same unnatural light as the creatures they had faced in the ravine. But these were larger, more powerful, their forms contorted and grotesque.

“Here they come!” Marcus shouted, his sword flashing as he prepared for the fight.

Selene’s blade was already in motion, cutting through the first void-touched that lunged toward her, but more were coming—too many for them to handle.

Cole’s heart raced as he tried to maintain his focus on the Knot, but the pressure was too much. The void-touched were closing in, and the Knot was unraveling faster than they could hold it together.

“We have to retreat!” Marcus shouted, his voice filled with urgency.

“We can’t!” Elara cried, her eyes wide with desperation. “If we leave now, the Knot will break, and the void will consume everything!”

Cole’s mind raced, his body trembling with exhaustion. They were out of time. The void was winning.

Suddenly, a surge of energy pulsed through the crystal, and the Knot flared with light. The void-touched recoiled, their forms flickering as the light pushed against them.

“What… what’s happening?” Selene gasped, her eyes wide with shock.

Elara’s gaze snapped to the crystal, her expression one of astonishment. “The crystal… it’s channeling the Veil’s power directly into the Knot!”

Cole could feel the shift—the threads of the Veil were pulling together, tighter than before, the crystal amplifying their strength. The void was still pressing against them, but the Knot was holding.

“Keep going!” Elara shouted, her voice filled with renewed hope. “We can do this!”

With renewed determination, Cole and Elara worked together, weaving the threads of the Veil tighter, reinforcing the Knot with every ounce of their strength. The void-touched continued to press forward, but Marcus and Selene fought them back, their movements precise and deadly.

The Knot pulsed with energy, its light growing brighter as the crystal channeled its power into the threads. The void’s presence began to fade, its influence weakening as the Knot stabilized.

Finally, with one last surge of energy, the Knot flared brightly, its threads snapping into place.

The void-touched let out a collective scream, their forms dissolving into shadow as the light of the Knot consumed them. The plateau fell silent once more, the only sound the faint hum of the Veil as it pulsed steadily in the air.

Cole collapsed to the ground, his body trembling with exhaustion. The Knot had held.

“We… we did it,” Elara whispered, her voice filled with disbelief.

Marcus and Selene approached, their expressions a mix of relief and exhaustion.

“We held the Knot,” Marcus said, his voice steady. “But the void will be back. We need to move.”

Cole nodded, his body aching but his resolve stronger than ever. The void had tested them, but they had prevailed. And as they continued their journey toward the sanctuary, Cole couldn’t shake the feeling that the true battle had only just begun.