Chapter 317 - Arisu (edit)

In the quiet night, the stronghold seemed like a relic frozen in time, its walls imbued with memories of countless battles and bonds forged through hardship. Silence fell across the halls, thick as a velvet shroud, save for the flickering torches casting shadows on the stone. The echoes of distant conversations and murmurs had long died down, leaving only the solitude of nightfall to blanket the stronghold and everyone within it. It was a peace that rarely found them—too often broken by the specter of lurking dangers just beyond their walls.