The white flame floated silently above the Guardian's outstretched hand.

It was no larger than a candle flame.

Yet its light reached every corner of the frozen valley.

The snow stopped falling.

The icy wind disappeared.

Even the widening Gate paused, as if the world itself recognized the ancient power.

The Seventh Void Lord's smile vanished completely.

"So..."

"The Eternal Flame survived."

The Guardian of the First Light nodded.

"It has existed since the first sunrise."

"It cannot be extinguished."

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Lucien slowly approached.

"Then give it to me."

The Guardian shook its head.

"No single person can wield it."

"It would consume your soul."

Seraphina frowned.

"Then how can...