CHAPTER SIXTY

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-Inescapable Reflections-

As my gaze roamed over the map, vivid memories flooded my mind, transporting me back to our first battle against Jadis, unfolding right before our eyes on the map.

Peter astrides the white unicorn, leading the charge against the enemy forces, fighting valiantly alongside the Narnians.

The absence of the blond Pevensie weighed heavily on my heart, reminding me of the longing I felt for his presence.

"There is the source of your troubles," Coriakin's voice interjected, drawing me back to the present as the map's focus shifted toward the foreboding dark island.

"It's a place where evil resides," Coriakin explained, his tone carrying a weight of ominous warning. "It can take any form, and it can make your darkest deepest dreams come true."

Coriakin's grave words settled over us, shrouding the library in an unsettling tension and unease.

"It seeks to corrupt all goodness..." Coriakin's voice resonated amid the map. "To steal the light from this world."

"How do we stop it?" Lucy inquired, her tone filled with concern and determination.

"You must break its spell," Coriakin declared, positioning himself at the center of the map. His gaze fell upon the sword held by Edmund.

"That sword you carry..." he began, his eyes fixed on the weapon. "There are six others."

"Have you seen them?" Ed inquired, and Coriakin affirmed.

"The six lords, did they pass through here?" Caspian pressed, and once again, Coriakin nodded.

"Where were they headed?" Caspian questioned further.

"Where I sent them," Coriakin replied cryptically, prompting another shift on the map.

"To break the spell, you must follow the Blue Star to Ramandu's Island," he continued, his words laden with gravity. "There, seven swords must be laid at Aslan's table. Only then can their true magical power be unleashed."

We listened attentively as Coraiakin elaborated further. "But beware... You are all about to be tested."

"Tested?" I questioned, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension in my voice.

"Until you lay down the seventh sword, evil has the upper hand," Coriakin emphasized, positioning himself in front of me while I remained silent.

"It will do everything in its power to tempt you..." he trailed off, singling me out with a pointed gesture.

"Especially you, Cora. Your alter ego of Seraphina is very dangerous in this world once she emerges from you again," he cautioned, causing my brows to knit in concern.

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