The journey from the Vault of Echoes was arduous. The team moved with purpose through the rugged terrain, their spirits buoyed by their recent victory but also burdened by the anticipation of what lay ahead. Elara's thoughts were a whirlwind of strategy and concern. The dark forces, though momentarily subdued, would not remain passive forever.
The landscape around them began to change as they traveled back toward their base camp. The once dense forests gave way to barren, windswept plains. An eerie stillness settled over the land, broken only by the occasional gust of wind that carried whispers of the encroaching darkness.
Elara and her team pressed forward, their pace determined by the urgency of their mission. They needed to return to camp, relay their findings, and prepare for the next phase of their strategy. The sky overhead, once clear, was now marred by dark clouds swirling ominously.