☀️ Arselia and Akonia

— The sun rises, the avatar of destruction merges with a fellow traveler eager for company, he ascends once to the top and seeks the third moon.

— This prophecy is destined to come true, and minstrels will sing songs about it, not fearing eternal damnation for their audacity. Thank you for your words.
"Ascend to the top, the third room."
Knocks on the door.