In the dim light of the underground chamber, the members of the Sable Covenant gathered around the swirling vortex. This was one of the marvel of alien technology that invaded their world. Its barely tamed by their most skilled engineers and Mages.
Its energy pulsated through the cavern, casting fluctuating shadows across their faces. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation and solemnity, as everyone knew this portal was more than just a doorway; it was their last hope.
Standing at the forefront were the chosen three: Elena, a fierce woman whose sword hung at her hip with a practiced ease, and her two companions, Darek and Tovan, both armed with swords of their own, their faces set in determined focus.
They'd been prepared for this mission for days, their hearts steeled against the uncertainties they would face. The Covenant had sent them forth with minimal ceremony, as no words could truly encapsulate the weight of the burden they bore.