Chapitre 1276: Chapter 1276: Fires of the Forgotten

Darien made his way south, feeling the brisk salt-laden breeze against his face as he traveled closer to the cliffs of Erias. The path was unforgiving, the landscape shifting from rolling fields to steep, rocky terrain as he neared the sea. Waves crashed far below, sending up mist that clung to the rocks, creating an otherworldly haze that filled the air with the scent of the ocean.

He kept a steady pace, his thoughts a mix of determination and apprehension. The sanctum here was different from the others he and his companions had encountered. Its power was rumored to be as wild and tempestuous as the ocean itself, a place where the Sages had harnessed nature's fury into something sacred. Darien could feel it even now, an undercurrent of energy that thrummed through the cliffs, humming in tune with his own pulse. His resolve held firm, but he couldn't ignore the nagging sense that the darkness they'd fought was still watching, lurking in unseen corners.