The cold winds whipped through the high peaks, their icy touch biting at the skin as Elara, Morgana, and Kade trudged forward. The rugged terrain was difficult to navigate, the jagged rocks rising like sharp teeth against the grey sky. The air felt thin up here, the silence deafening, and every step they took seemed to weigh more heavily on them. Despite the harshness of their surroundings, their resolve was unwavering.
The cryptic words of the cloaked man still echoed in Elara's mind, his parting words like a dark cloud that hung over her thoughts. She had always known that their journey was going to be difficult, but now it felt as though the stakes had escalated beyond anything she could have anticipated. Forces older than time itself, forces with the power to change the very fabric of the world—this was no longer just a fight for survival. This was a battle for the future of everything.