As the guardians stepped through the ancient stone archway, they found themselves in a place that seemed to exist outside of time. The air was filled with a gentle, otherworldly glow, and the ground beneath their feet felt like a mixture of soft moss and silken petals.
Before them stood the colossal form of the next guardian—a majestic and ancient oak tree, its gnarled branches stretching out like wise, weathered arms. Its bark seemed to shimmer with a silvery luminescence, and its leaves rustled with a melodious whisper.
"We've come to face the trial," Erevan said, his voice carrying a sense of reverence.
The oak tree's voice echoed in their minds, a harmonious blend of wisdom and nature itself. "You have ventured far and faced many trials, young guardians. Now, you stand before the guardian of eternity, a test of your understanding of the Enchanted Forest's timeless existence."
