บท 291: Chapter 291: Echoes of a Forgotten City

The dawn came swiftly, streaking the sky with pale hues of gold and silver as the fortress began to stir. Elara stood at the edge of the courtyard, watching as the last traces of night disappeared, swallowed by the growing light. She had barely slept, her mind consumed with thoughts of what lay ahead—Valrath, the ancient city that had faded into legend, and the possibility that the answers they sought were hidden within its forgotten walls.

Arian approached, his footsteps soft against the cobblestones. His presence, as always, was steady and reassuring. "The men are ready," he said, his voice cutting through the silence.

Elara nodded, her gaze fixed on the horizon. "We need to move quickly. The Void won't wait for us to find the answers."

Arian gave a faint smile, though there was tension beneath it. "We'll make it to Valrath. And if the city holds what we need, we'll bring the fight to the Void."