The two seekers floated faster than the wind, thanks to Ali pushing himself to the limits. His three leaves danced in harmony, generating enough wind to carry them. As soon as Tiara began to recover, she helped the sphere of wind by feeding it spiritual energy.
"How far are we?"
"We're close now," Tiara answered. "The mountain should be just behind that mountain range."
Ali nodded and burned through the last of his spiritual energy. He glided over forests and deserts, reaching the mountain range. His form began flickering and losing integrity, forcing him to begin his descent.
The two of them landed on a cliff right at the end of the mountain range. As they tried to recover their energy, they saw a great flash of light coming from the sky. They raised their heads.
A sky split in two — a golden sun clashed against clouds of darkness. Half was reinvigorating the realm itself, while the other was devouring it whole. The pair spotted their enemies beneath the clouds of darkness.
