As Victor and Silas stepped away from the Tree of Whispers, they felt a profound sense of purpose and a deep connection to the land of Magica. The memories they had glimpsed had left an indelible mark on their souls, and they knew that their journey to uncover the land's secrets had only just begun.
"We should return to the camp," Victor suggested, his voice filled with a quiet determination.
Silas nodded in agreement, his eyes still reflecting the images and emotions he had experienced. Together, they made their way back through the enchanted forest, following the path that Elowen had shown them.
When they arrived at the camp, they found Callie, Leo, Jacob, and Lyra gathered around a campfire, their faces etched with curiosity and concern.
"You're back!" Callie exclaimed, rushing to Victor's side. "What happened? Are you both okay?"
