Kapitel 45: Kasros Canyon!

His Royal Highness, the Elf Prince, gave a gracious nod.

Covinus had ensured their safe passage to the canyon. The prince found himself quite impressed by Covinus's demeanor and capabilities, sparking a desire to forge a friendship with him.

Otherwise, he thought, he might simply gather his people and leave without further ado.

"The Kasros Canyon," the prince began, his voice tinged with the weight of ancient lore, "was carved into the earth hundreds of years ago by a mythical swordsman. Legend has it he taken down a lord of hell with a single stroke of his blade."

"A mythical swordsman and a lord of hell?" Covinus echoed, his eyes wide with astonishment.

"Yes, indeed," the prince continued, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Their titanic clash not only reshaped the landscape but also cursed it. The entire expanse of Tara Hills was transformed into hills by their monumental battle."