The aftermath of the river monster battle left the forest in an eerie calm. The defeated guardian lay frozen, its once-mighty form now a crystalline sculpture in the midst of the tranquil surroundings. As the team caught their breaths and surveyed the scene of their triumph, Solis and Caelum maintained their silent vigil from the rocky outcrop. The air hummed with an unspoken tension.
Solis, her eyes still alight with the residual excitement of the battle, turned to Caelum with an expectant smile. "They adapted well under pressure. Mistress will be pleased to know."
Caelum's response was curt. "Go back and report to our Mistress. She awaits your insights."
As Solis descended from the rocky outcrop, Caelum remained, his eyes fixed on the unfolding events below.. Caelum's duty-bound demeanor was unwavering, a sentinel in the shadows, observing the paths the team would tread, as Solis departed to convey their Mistress's desires and insights.
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