The next morning dawned with a heavy mist clinging to the trees and the faint scent of rain in the air. The group woke early, their rest disturbed by a night of uneasy dreams. As the mist began to lift, Elara and her companions prepared for another day of exploration and study.
Their goal was to understand the Prism better and to uncover any additional information that might help them prepare for the threats ahead. Morgana had spent the night in deep study, and she seemed more determined than ever as she poured over ancient texts and scrolls.
As they gathered around the breakfast fire, Elara broke the silence. "We need to make the most of today. The Shadow Lords will not wait for us to be ready."
Lyra nodded in agreement. "I'll scout the area, check for any unusual activity. If there's anything out of place, I'll find it."