Bab 816: Chapter 816: Echoes of Velanthir

The first light of dawn broke over the horizon, casting a pale glow across the rain-soaked landscape. The Guardians gathered their gear, preparing to embark on their journey to the Ruins of Velanthir. The storm had left behind a thick layer of mist that clung to the ground, swirling around their boots as they moved.

Elara stood at the edge of the camp, her eyes scanning the mist for any sign of trouble. Arlen was already waiting, standing apart from the group with an air of calm detachment. Their presence still unsettled Elara, but she had little choice; the knowledge they possessed was crucial for their quest.

Doran approached her, his heavy armor clinking softly with each step. "Are we ready to move out?"

Elara nodded. "As ready as we'll ever be. We need to reach Velanthir before nightfall. The sooner we get the fragment, the better."