The Harbinger approached the Leviathan, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. He reached out to touch the cool, smooth surface of the crystal, and as he did so, the Zephyr's whispers reached a crescendo. The chamber resonated with a deep, sonorous hum, and the Leviathan's crystal skin began to glow with an even brighter light. The Harbinger knew that he had reached his destination, the first step on a journey that would test his courage and his mastery of time itself.,