Inside, the temple was breathtaking. Sunlight poured through cracks in the ceiling, illuminating mosaics of multielemental scenes. Water trickled along channels carved into the stone floor, while vines and flowers grew between the cracks, thriving in perfect harmony.
Renkai's eyes widened. "This… this is incredible. Who could have made something like this?"
Thalanir ran a hand over one mosaic, tracing the lines. "Masters of balance, perhaps. Look at how the elements intertwine… almost like a dance."
As they ventured deeper, the air grew cooler, carrying faint whispers and the scent of ancient incense. Lira's Spirit shard pulsed softly, guiding them.
In the central chamber, a raised platform held an altar surrounded by glowing glyphs. The symbols pulsed in rhythm with Lira's energy. A faint mist swirled above the altar, almost as if waiting.
Lira approached carefully, heart pounding. "This feels… alive. Like it knows we're here."
