Chapitre 119: Tier 3 Ophelia

Lyra led the group of Tier 3 Ascendants with a determined gait toward the forest where she had first sensed the mysterious aura. Her face was etched with concern, a stark contrast to the laid-back demeanor of her companions.

As they approached the forest's edge, the dense canopy casting elongated shadows over the path, Lyra paused, turning to face the group. "This forest is where I encountered the aura," she said, her voice laced with seriousness. "It was powerful and unsettling. We should proceed with caution."

Magnus, striding confidently with his hands in his pockets, chuckled at her caution. "Lyra, you're too tense. We're all seasoned fighters here," he said dismissively, his face relaxed into an easy grin.

Steven, casually spinning his spear, joined in. "Exactly. A mysterious aura? Sounds like an everyday challenge for us." His relaxed stance and the nonchalant twirling of his weapon underscored his indifference to the potential danger.