Bab 838: Chapter 838: Echoes of the Deep

The ascent from the ice-chamber was slow and methodical. The Guardians were exhausted but driven by the urgency of their discovery. The cold had seeped into their bones, and the tension of the confrontation with the ancient guardians was still palpable in the air.

As they emerged from the icy depths, the crisp, cool air of the surface was a welcome contrast to the oppressive chill below. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the rugged terrain. The sky was streaked with hues of orange and purple, a stark reminder of the world's beauty even in the face of looming darkness.

Elara led the group as they made their way back to their temporary camp, a small, fortified outpost a few miles from the entrance to the ancient stronghold. The camp had been set up with minimal comfort, designed for functionality and quick retreats rather than luxury. The tension among the Guardians was evident, each member lost in their thoughts as they walked.