บท 415: Chapter 415: The Secret Crossroads

The morning sun filtered through the jagged peaks of the eastern mountains, casting long shadows across the camp. The group moved quietly, each member lost in their own thoughts, the figure's words from the previous night lingering in the air like a heavy fog. Elara stood by the edge of the pass, her eyes fixed on the horizon, trying to make sense of what had been revealed to them.

The Nexus of Fates. The very name sent a shiver down her spine. It sounded more like a legend, something out of the ancient tales the elders used to tell. But if the figure was right, it was real—and they had no choice but to find it.

"Ready?" Morgana's voice broke the silence. She was standing next to Elara, her face drawn, the ancient tome still clutched tightly in her arms.

Elara nodded, glancing back at the rest of their companions as they packed the last of the supplies. "As ready as I'll ever be. The Nexus... it sounds impossible, but we don't have any other choice."