Mary stepped forward, her heart steady. The weight of destiny pressed upon her, but she refused to be bound by it. She would carve her own fate.
Lela and Loosie followed, their gazes sharp, their resolve unwavering. The Arbiter watched, the cosmic energies swirling around its form shifting in response to their choice.
"Very well," it intoned. "The path you walk will be your own. But know this—once you take the first step, there is no turning back."
Mary nodded. "We're ready."
The bridge beneath them pulsed, and the vast expanse of drifting islands began to shift. The three found themselves pulled toward a massive landmass—one unlike the others.
It was not bathed in light, nor cloaked in shadow. It was a realm of balance.
The Arbiter raised its hands. "Then go forth, and shape what is to come."
With those final words, the world around them shattered.
When Mary opened her eyes, she stood atop a towering spire, the wind whipping around her. Below, an enormous city sprawled in every direction—a city unlike any she had ever seen.
It was an empire of contrasts.
Glistening spires of silver and gold stood beside towering black citadels, light and darkness interwoven in perfect harmony. The streets teemed with life—humans, vampires, celestial beings, and infernal creatures walking side by side.
A new world.
Their world.
Lela landed beside her, Gáe Bolg humming with raw energy. "What is this place…?"
Loosie took a deep breath. "It's exactly what we saw in our visions."
Mary exhaled. She could feel it—the energy that ran through the city was connected to her, to Lela, to Loosie. This was the future they had chosen.
But the moment was short-lived.
A deep tremor rumbled beneath their feet.
From the far horizon, a great storm loomed. Black clouds rolled in, crackling with crimson lightning. A force was coming.
And with it, a whisper carried on the wind.
"The old gods will not allow this."
Mary's grip tightened on Saber of Mist. They had stepped into a new world, but they were not alone.
Enemies lurked in the shadows.
Forces that did not wish to see a balance between Heaven and Hell.
Lela cracked her knuckles, a smirk playing at her lips. "Looks like we've got company."
Mary's eyes burned with determination. "Then let's show them what we've built."
As the first figures emerged from the storm, the three warriors stood together, ready to fight for the world they had chosen.
The battle for balance had begun.