Within a Hollow Heart - Chapter 162: Volume 2, Chapter 106: "Echoes of the Mountains"

Chapter 162: Volume 2, Chapter 106: “Echoes of the Mountains”

The wind howled as they ascended the jagged cliffs of the northern mountains, the path treacherous with loose stones and sharp edges. The weight of their mission pressed heavily on all of them, the knowledge that the fate of their world rested on their shoulders. Cole could feel the cold air biting at his skin, but the deeper chill came from within—the steady, oppressive pulse of the void that grew stronger the further they climbed.

Elara led the way, her eyes fixed ahead, but Cole could see the tension in her movements. The discovery of the Guardian focus had given them hope, but the closer they came to their destination, the more Cole could feel the void resisting them. It was as if the void knew they were coming, that they had the means to stop it, and it was preparing to fight back.

Selene followed closely behind, her face expressionless but her eyes constantly scanning their surroundings for danger. They had encountered no more void-touched since leaving the archive, but Cole knew better than to trust the silence. The void was watching, waiting.

“Not far now,” Elara called back over the wind, her voice barely audible above the storm.

Cole glanced up at the towering peaks that surrounded them, their jagged forms barely visible through the thick clouds. The Knot they were searching for was close—the largest and most dangerous of them all. If they could reach it and use the focus, they could strengthen it enough to contain the void’s influence once and for all.

But Cole couldn’t shake the feeling that something was waiting for them at the top.

The climb grew steeper, the path narrower as they neared the summit. The air grew colder, the wind biting harder, but the pulse of the void was stronger now, almost deafening in Cole’s mind. He could feel the threads of the Veil, frayed and weak, pulling at the edges of his consciousness. It was as if the entire mountain was unraveling beneath them, the void slowly consuming everything.

Selene slowed her pace, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the path ahead. “Something’s wrong,” she said quietly. “I can feel it.”

Elara stopped, turning to face them, her eyes filled with concern. “The void’s presence is stronger here. It’s… waiting for us.”

Cole gritted his teeth, the pulse of the void reverberating in his chest. “It knows we’re coming.”

Selene’s hand moved to the hilt of her blade, her body tense. “We need to be ready. This isn’t going to be easy.”

The group pressed on, the wind howling louder as they neared the summit. The path leveled out, and in the distance, Cole could see a faint glow—the Knot. It was massive, larger than any they had encountered before, its threads pulsing erratically as the void pulled at it, trying to tear it apart.

“We’re here,” Elara whispered, her voice filled with awe and fear. “This is it.”

The Knot shimmered before them, its threads frayed and unstable, barely holding together. Cole could feel the void pressing against it, its presence overwhelming, like a tidal wave crashing against a fragile dam. This was the heart of the void’s influence, the place where everything had begun to unravel.

Elara stepped forward, her hands trembling slightly as she reached into her pack and pulled out the Guardian focus. The crystal glowed faintly in her hands, its energy pulsing in time with the Knot. She turned to Cole, her expression serious.

“We’ll need to work together,” she said quietly. “I’ll use the focus to amplify the Knot’s strength, but I need you to help me weave the threads. The void is too strong for me to do this alone.”

Cole nodded, stepping up beside her. He could feel the threads already, vibrating in the air, fragile and frayed. This would be their greatest challenge yet—the void was pushing hard, trying to break through, and any mistake could lead to disaster.

“We’ll keep the void-touched off you,” Selene said, drawing her blade. “You two focus on the Knot.”

Elara held the focus up to the Knot, the crystal pulsing brighter as it connected with the threads. The air around them seemed to shift, growing heavier, as if the void itself was reacting to the focus’s presence.

“Now,” Elara whispered, her voice tight with concentration.

Cole reached out with his mind, his senses brushing against the delicate threads of the Knot. The void’s presence was overwhelming, but he could feel the strength of the focus amplifying his connection to the Veil. Slowly, carefully, he began to weave the threads together, pulling them tighter, trying to reinforce the Knot.

But the void resisted. The air grew colder, the wind fiercer, and Cole could feel the void pushing back, pulling at the threads, trying to unravel them faster than he could weave them.

“I can’t hold it,” Elara gasped, her hands trembling as she fought to maintain control of the focus. “The void—it’s too strong.”

Cole gritted his teeth, his hands shaking as he pulled harder on the threads. The Knot was barely holding together, its frayed edges slipping through his fingers. The void was pushing harder now, trying to tear it apart.

And then, the ground shook.

Cole’s heart skipped a beat as the mountain beneath them trembled, the earth cracking beneath their feet. The void was pushing harder, its presence growing stronger, more aggressive. The Knot was unraveling faster than they could weave it back together.

“We’re losing it,” Elara gasped, her voice filled with panic.

Cole could feel the Knot slipping away, the void’s influence overwhelming them. The focus pulsed brightly in Elara’s hands, but it wasn’t enough. The void was too strong, too vast.

“Cole, look out!” Selene shouted.

Before Cole could react, the air around them seemed to warp, and a massive, dark figure stepped out of the shadows.

A void-touched, larger than any they had faced before. Its body was twisted and distorted, its form flickering between the physical and the ethereal. Its eyes burned with a malevolent light, and the air around it crackled with dark energy.

The void-touched roared, its voice shaking the very air around them, and lunged toward Cole and Elara.

Selene moved in an instant, her blade flashing in the dim light as she intercepted the creature. Her strikes were fast and precise, but the void-touched was relentless, its twisted form shrugging off her attacks like they were nothing.

“We can’t hold it much longer!” Elara cried, her hands shaking as she fought to keep control of the focus.

Cole’s heart pounded in his chest as he struggled to keep the Knot together. The void-touched was closing in, and Selene was barely holding it off. If they didn’t stop the void now, the Knot would unravel, and everything would be lost.

In a desperate move, Cole reached deeper into the Veil, pulling on the threads with everything he had. The void pushed back, but he pushed harder, his mind straining as he tried to weave the Knot tighter, stronger.

The focus pulsed in Elara’s hands, its light growing brighter, and for a moment, Cole could feel the Knot stabilizing. The void-touched roared again, but Selene held it at bay, her blade flashing as she fought with everything she had.

“We’re almost there,” Elara gasped, her voice trembling. “Just a little more…”

Cole’s hands shook as he pulled the final threads together, weaving them into the Knot. The void pushed against him, trying to break through, but he held on, refusing to let go.

And then, with a final pulse of energy, the Knot snapped into place.

The air around them went still, the void’s presence fading as the Knot stabilized. The focus in Elara’s hands dimmed, its energy spent, but the Knot held. The void had been pushed back—for now.

The void-touched let out a final, guttural roar before dissolving into smoke, its form dissipating into the air.

Cole collapsed to his knees, gasping for breath. His entire body ached, his mind numb from the effort. But they had done it. The Knot was stable, and the void had been contained.

For now.

Elara dropped to the ground beside him, her chest heaving with exhaustion. “It’s over,” she whispered, her voice filled with relief.

Selene sheathed her blade, her face pale but resolute. “We stopped it.”

But as they stood there, breathing heavily in the cold mountain air, Cole couldn’t shake the feeling that this was only the beginning.

The void had been pushed back, but it wasn’t gone.

And it would return.