บท 140: its curse

The group stood at the edge of the ancient forest, the first light of dawn barely illuminating the path ahead. Emily gazed out at the distant silhouette of the Forgotten City, its crumbling walls rising like jagged teeth against the pale morning sky. The air was thick with anticipation, a mixture of excitement and dread that hung over them like a shroud. They had come so far, faced countless dangers, and now, the final leg of their journey awaited.

Valen was the first to break the silence. "This place... it feels like it's been waiting for us," he murmured, his voice tinged with awe and caution. Darius nodded in agreement, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, ever ready for whatever might come next.