Chapter 16: Unveiling the Past

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Stepping into the temple, the reinas found themselves plunged into an inky blackness. The air hung heavy with dust and the scent of decay. Anya shivered, a tremor of fear running through her.

"There's something... unsettling about this place," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Pirena, ever the warrior, remained undeterred. "Let's light the way," she declared, igniting a ball of fire with a flick of her wrist.

The flickering light revealed a vast chamber, its walls adorned with murals depicting scenes of a forgotten civilization. The figures in the murals wielded strange weapons and wore flowing robes unlike anything the reinas had ever seen.

As they ventured deeper into the chamber, the whispers on the wind intensified, morphing into a distinct voice, ancient and powerful. It echoed through the cavernous hall, speaking of a time before the haras, a time when a different kind of magic flowed through Encandia.

The voice spoke of a powerful artifact, a source of immense energy, hidden within the temple's depths. This artifact, it warned, could be used for great good or unimaginable destruction.

Suddenly, the ground trembled. A hidden door at the back of the chamber creaked open, revealing a narrow passage bathed in an otherworldly glow. The reinas exchanged glances, a mixture of curiosity and trepidation etched on their faces.

Amihan, her voice filled with resolve, addressed her companions. "This is it," she declared. "The source of the whispers. Are we ready to face what awaits us?"

Pirena, her fiery spirit burning bright, held her head high. "We are reinas of Encandia," she declared. "We face whatever challenges lie ahead, together."

Cassiopeia, her sapphire eyes gleaming with determination, offered a reassuring smile. "Then let us proceed, reinas. Let us unveil the secrets of this forgotten place, 

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