Kapitel 478: The Deceitful Halfling

Kael stood in a golden field, the sunlight warm on his skin. The Sacred Oak loomed in the distance, its branches spreading wide and casting cool shadows over the grass. Laughter rang through the air—sharp, clear, and undeniably familiar. He turned toward the sound, his chest tightening as he saw Amy darting between the wildflowers, her fiery red hair catching the light.

"You're too slow!" she called, her voice teasing.

"I'm giving you a head start," Kael shouted back, breaking into a run.

She laughed, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and raised her hand. A flicker of flame leapt from her palm, tiny and playful. "See? Magic. Bet you can't do this!"

Kael stopped in his tracks, crossing his arms. "You're showing off again."