Aetheric Waste IV

Rick hesitated before speaking. "There's a legend about the Highlands. Deep in the mountains, beyond the Blackspire Chasm, lies a hidden vault—a remnant of the ancient world. It's said to contain relics of immense power, forged by the First Forge Masters to combat the Abyss during the early wars."

Kaelith raised an eyebrow. "Sounds convenient. What's the catch?"

Rick sighed. "The catch is that no one who's gone looking for it has ever returned. The vault is said to be protected by wards and traps left by the Forge Masters themselves—designed to test the worth of anyone seeking their power."

Aiden's gaze hardened. "If it's real, it's worth the risk. We need every advantage we can get."

"Agreed," Thalric said. "But you can't go alone. If the Abyss finds out what you're after, they'll send everything they have to stop you."