The ground trembled as the guardian’s gaze turned sharp, his voice echoing in the eerie silence. “You seek to defeat Markaat, but power alone won’t be enough. To destroy him, you must first pass this test .Only then will the weapon that can end his reign be revealed.”

Bani’s brows furrowed. “What weapon? Where is it?”

The guardian motioned to the swirling mist around them. “It is not an ordinary weapon. To get it you must prove yourselves.”

Veer stepped forward, his expression determined. “We’re ready. We’ve faced worse.”

The guardian’s eyes gleamed with a challenge. “Then face this.” He raised his staff, and the mist parted to reveal two paths, one dark and one radiant. “Go ahead. The trial will test your resolve—only then will the weapon be revealed.”

Without hesitation, Bani walked toward the dark path. “I’m not afraid of shadows.”

Veer’s hand gripped her arm. “Wait. We take this together.”

She turned to him, her gaze hard. “I don’t need you to protect me.”

But Veer’s eyes softened. “I’m not here to protect you. I’m here to fight beside you.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Bani nodded. Together, they stepped into the darkness.

The shadows pressed in around them, each whisper cold and taunting. The path seemed endless, stretching into a void of swirling doubts. Bani felt the weight of her past, her heritage, and the expectations that had always burdened her.

A voice echoed, low and threatening. “You are weak, Bani. Your destiny is one of death and destruction. You will never escape it.”

Bani’s fists clenched, her breath steady. “You’re wrong.”

Veer’s voice came, unwavering beside her. “We are stronger than you think.”

And together, they moved forward, their determination shutting out the lies that threatened to drag them under.

As they crossed into the radiant light, the air grew warm. Yet, this light wasn’t comforting. It was blinding, overwhelming.

Veer’s voice trembled as a new voice—his own—spoke from within. “Do you really believe you can protect her? The cost of loving her will be your destruction. You will lose everything.”

He looked at Bani, pain flashing in his eyes. “I’ve can lose everything … but I’m not losing you.”

Bani stepped closer, her voice steady. “You’re not losing me. But if we are to defeat Markaat, we must accept what’s coming—together.”

Suddenly, the ground beneath them trembled, and the voice of the guardian echoed, louder now. "This trial is not only of the mind but of strength. Prepare yourselves!"

Before Bani or Veer could react, the mist swirled violently, and dark shapes lunged at them from all sides. Figures cloaked in shadows, twisted and grotesque, emerged from the fog, their eyes glowing with malice. They were the guardians of the trial—manifestations of their deepest fears.

Bani spun, her instincts sharp as ever, and conjured a shield of serpentine energy to block the first attacker, a shadowy figure with sharp claws. "You’ll have to do better than that!" she hissed, her voice fierce. With a swift motion, she lashed out, sending the figure flying back into the mist with a burst of her power.

Veer wasn’t far behind. His wings unfurled with a powerful crack, and he took to the air, his talons extended. He slashed through another shadow figure with precision, his movements a blur of strength and agility. "Stay focused, Bani!" he called, his voice unwavering as more of the dark figures surrounded them.

But the more they fought, the more the shadows seemed to multiply. A dozen more emerged from the mist, and the pressure grew. Bani’s heart raced as one of the figures charged toward her, its claws gleaming.

"You think you can defeat us? You are nothing!" the shadow snarled, lunging at her with unrelenting force.

Bani’s eyes narrowed. "I am everything," she whispered, and with a roar, she sent a wave of fiery serpentine energy crashing into the figure, obliterating it in a flash of light. But before she could catch her breath, another appeared behind her.

“Bani!” Veer shouted, swooping down just in time to grab her. His powerful wings beat against the wind, and he hurled them both into the air, narrowly avoiding the shadow’s strike.

“I’m fine,” Bani spat, her eyes flashing with defiance as she scanned the battlefield. “We need to end this now.”

The guardian’s voice rang out again, more forceful. "You must face your darkest fears to earn the weapon. Show your strength—only then will it reveal itself."

The ground beneath them cracked open, and a giant serpent-like creature, made of pure darkness, slithered toward them. Its red eyes glowed like embers, and its mouth opened wide, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth. It was an embodiment of their fears—dark, deadly, and seemingly unstoppable.

"Not today," Bani muttered, her body tensing as she raised her hand, sending a burst of energy toward the creature. The serpent recoiled momentarily, but it charged forward again, faster than before.

Veer joined her, his wings flapping harder as he hurled bolts of lightning, aimed directly at the serpent’s heart. "Together, Bani! We can take it down!"

With a nod, Bani concentrated all her energy into a single, devastating strike. A blast of fiery serpent energy shot from her hands, merging with Veer’s lightning as they struck the serpent simultaneously. The creature writhed in agony as both powers combined, exploding into a cloud of dark smoke.

The mist began to dissipate, the shadows fading away as the ground stabilized. The guardian’s voice echoed one last time, softer now, but still powerful. "You have proven yourselves. Your strength, your unity—this is what will defeat Markaat."

They saw a dagger in the middle of a stone.

The guardian’s voice rang out, approving. “The Dagger of Duality. A weapon created to  kill Markaat once and for all.”

Veer stepped forward, his hand hovering over the dagger, but Bani’s fingers brushed against his.

“You’re not alone in this,” she whispered.

Together, they gripped the hilt of the dagger. The air hummed with a powerful energy, and they both felt it—this was their weapon, born from their unity, but it required their combined strength to use it.

The guardian nodded, his gaze solemn. “With this weapon, you can strike Markaat down. But remember, it is not the weapon alone that will defeat him—it is your will.”

Bani and Veer exchanged a look. The weight of their task, and the weapon they now held, was clear.

“We’ll destroy him,” Veer said, his voice unwavering.

Bani nodded. “Together.”

With that, they turned to face the future, knowing that the weapon in their hands was their key to finally ending Markaat’s reign of terror.

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