In the distant and enchanting land, where the sight of towering mountains was an everyday occurrence, a boisterous glacial breeze swept through the gap, creating a long stream of arid riverbed known as Summer Dust Valley.
The fabricated night, born from the west, seemed reluctant to enshroud the entire massive continent of Mortanven, choosing instead to veil only the sky above the Xi Nin province. Thus, parts of Summer Dust Valley were still bathed in a radiant, warm light, illuminating a group of individuals clad in long robes who had gathered before a mysterious cave.
Each strike from these people against the cave's entrance conjured a flickering, ethereal barrier. Despite enduring a myriad of colorful and varied attacks, the cave, nestled beneath one of the many towering cliffs, stood resolute and unyielding.
