Quinzet Forest,
Amaris and Dazaine delved deeper into their conversation about their respective mystical worlds. Tales of mystical creatures, ancient prophecies, and the delicate balance between light and darkness filled the air as they sat beneath the ancient oak tree.
Suddenly, a chilling wind rustled through the leaves, and a surge of unsettling dark energy rippled through the atmosphere shattering the tranquility of the forest clearing and catching their attention. Amaris and Dazaine exchanged alarmed glances, their instincts on high alert as their senses heightened.
Zaine's ethereal wings fluttered as she whispered, "Lun, something is not right. I sense dark energy approaching, be on high alert."
Amaris's ears perked up, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "I feel it too. We are definitely not alone." He growled, his blue eyes narrowing.
