With Dawnbreaker humming in your grasp, you turn toward the obsidian-black rocks jutting from the cliffside. The sword responds to your intent, its glow intensifying as you draw it back. As you swing, the blade leaves a golden afterimage in the air before meeting the ancient stone with a sound like shattering crystal. Where Dawnbreaker touches, the rock doesn't just split - it transforms, the fractured edges glistening with veins of liquid sunlight that spread like wildfire through the stone.

The gathered crowd gasps as the entire cliff face begins to pulse with this strange new energy. The High Priestess clutches her staff tighter, her milky eyes reflecting the golden cracks now racing through the sacred rock. 'The sun's touch remakes all it encounters,' murmurs the Sunforged Knight, watching with evident pride. You feel the armor reacting too, its surface shimmering with patterns like solar flares as it absorbs the energy of your strike.

From the transformed rock rises a warm, honeyed scent that makes your head swim - the unmistakable aroma of sunlight captured in stone. Where the golden veins reach the crashing waves below, the seawater begins to glow, creating swirling patterns of light in the dark waters. The Moonweaver steps forward hesitantly, her silver robes fluttering as she extends a hand toward the radiant rocks. 'This... this hasn't happened since the First Dawn,' she whispers, her ever-changing eyes wide with wonder.

The Starlight Crown above you pulses in time with the glowing cliff, its gems now burning with golden fire. The Voidwalker remains motionless in the shadows, but you notice their form has become more substantial, as if drawn toward the light against their nature. Dawnbreaker's song grows louder in your hands, eager for another test of its power.