Tristan found himself once again standing on the shores of a blood lake, the eerie surroundings reflecting the enigmatic nature of the realm he had entered. His eyes were drawn to a structure reminiscent of a house, its familiarity hinting at a connection to his past experiences.
Determined, Tristan sprinted towards the house, feeling the ethereal presence of the dark elve elder's spirit soul writhing within him. Despite the subtle attempts to break free, Tristan clung to the essence, refusing to let go.
Upon entering the unlocked house, Tristan navigated to a staircase leading downward. At the foot of the stairs stood a gate securely fastened with a robust chain, emanating a palpable aura of immense power.
