Eryndor struggled to sit up, his head spinning from the blast of energy. Lyra and Aria rushed to his side, helping him to his feet.

  "Are you okay?" Aria asked, her eyes filled with concern.

  Eryndor nodded, still trying to clear his head. "What happened?" he asked, looking at Lyra.

  Lyra smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "The Oracle's Eye has shown us a vision," she said, her voice filled with reverence.

  Eryndor's eyes widened as he looked at the crystal orb. It was still glowing with an otherworldly energy.

  "What did we see?" Aria asked, her voice filled with curiosity.

  Lyra's expression turned serious. "We saw a great darkness spreading across the land," she said, her voice low and ominous. "We saw the return of the Shadow King, and the destruction of our world."

  Eryndor felt a chill run down his spine. The Shadow King? He had heard stories about the dark sorcerer who had sought to conquer their world centuries ago.

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  "But we also saw a glimmer of hope," Lyra continued. "We saw Eryndor, standing tall against the darkness, wielding the power of the ancient magic."

  Eryndor's eyes widened as he looked at Lyra. What did it mean? Was he really destined to save their world?

  Aria stepped forward, her eyes filled with determination. "We need to get started," she said, her voice firm. "We need to help Eryndor master his magic, and prepare him for the battle ahead."

  Lyra nodded, her eyes glinting with approval. "I will help you," she said, her voice filled with conviction. "Together, we will make sure that Eryndor is ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead."

  And with that, the three of them set to work, pouring all of their energy into helping Eryndor master his magic. They spent hours practicing spells, and studying ancient tomes.

  Eryndor's progress was slow at first, but with Lyra and Aria's help, he began to improve rapidly. He learned how to harness his magic, and how to wield it with precision.

  As the days turned into weeks, Eryndor grew stronger and more confident. He knew that he still had a long way to go, but he was determined to master his magic, and fulfill his destiny.

  But as Eryndor and his friends continued to prepare for the battle ahead, they were unaware of the dark forces that were gathering against them. Malakai, the dark sorcerer, had not given up on his quest for power, and he would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

  The stage was set for a final showdown between good and evil. Eryndor, Lyra, and Aria were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, but they knew that the road ahead would be fraught with danger.