Bab 742: Chapter 742: The Rising Storm

The journey back from the Isle of Shadows had been one of quiet reflection, a rare moment of respite after the relentless battles and sacrifices. The crew moved about their tasks with a solemn sense of purpose, their minds still heavy with the memories of what they had faced deep within the heart of the darkness.

Elara stood on the deck, the Blade of Eternity hanging at her side, its presence as reassuring as ever. The sea was calm now, a stark contrast to the treacherous waters that had surrounded the isle. But she could sense the tension in the air, a foreboding that had nothing to do with the physical elements. Something was coming—something that threatened to undo all they had fought for.

Lyra joined her at the bow, her eyes scanning the horizon. "The skies are too clear," she said quietly. "It's as if the world is holding its breath."