The silver light from the Moon Compass grew stronger, resonating through the forest.
Eiren and Lyra were guided to a stone courtyard in the heart of the forest, covered in ancient symbols.
The Queen's whispers echoed like wind through the leaves.
> "This is the trial… you must face your past and choose your path yourself."
Eiren stepped into the courtyard immediately. Shadows of the past appeared around him — images of pain, loss, and love he had once neglected.
Lyra held his hand tightly.
> "We are here… we won't let go of your hand."
The silver light from the compass formed a circle around Eiren.
Bells echoed, and the wind blew stronger.
> "Choose wisely… or the curse will bind you forever."
Eiren closed his eyes, thinking of the Queen of the Moon and Lyra.
> "I choose… to protect both the forest and those I love."
The silver light shot high, forming a bridge between past and present.
All the shadows of the past faded, leaving only Eiren and Lyra standing in the stone courtyard.
> "You have passed the trial… now the curse begins to lift."