Sia struggled with the weight of destiny. She had wanted answers, not rulership. When Rajveer’s forces found them, a fierce battle erupted among cracked pillars and vine-wrapped stones. Serpents of wind coiled around spears; Aarav revealed otherworldly abilities, shifting between human and guardian forms. Maaji chanted, and the pendant warmed into a brilliant scale that slid up Sia’s wrist and blossomed into a crown.