Echoes of Destiny

The tension in the Shadow Vale had lessened, but the feeling of unease still clung to the air as Blakely, Maven, and Iris began their journey back to the Ursa Minor Guild Hall. The victory at the Void Nexus felt like a temporary reprieve rather than a decisive win. Miasma was still out there, lurking in the shadows, and the danger of the Primal Chaos loomed larger than ever.

Blakely walked in silence, her thoughts heavy. They had faced off against multiple corrupted elemental rulers, restored several nexuses, and thwarted Miasma at every turn. But despite their victories, it felt like they were still playing into his hands, always reacting, never truly ahead of him.

Maven, walking beside Blakely, noticed her quietness and gave her a light nudge. "You're awfully quiet, Blakely. Usually, after we win, you look a little less... broody."