Chapter 17 Echoes Of The Past

• "We… we did it," Anya stammered, her voice hoarse. "The Moonstones… they were incredible."
• Elara's aunt leaned against a jagged rock, her chest heaving. "Yes, they were," she agreed, her voice filled with awe. "But the battle has drained them. They need time to recharge."
• Anya clutched the Moonstones, their light still faintly glowing but noticeably weaker than before. A wave of worry washed over her. How long would it take them to regain their power?