With a heart pounding like the rhythm of a battle drum, I ventured deep into the Hidden Grove, determined to uncover the truth behind the sect leaders' disappearance. As I followed the faint, ethereal traces left by the Eclipse Cult, I couldn't shake the feeling that danger lurked around every corner.
The underground chamber I discovered held a foreboding atmosphere, its torchlight casting long shadows that danced menacingly on the walls. It was clear that I had stumbled upon the Cult's secret passage, a place cloaked in dark magic and secrecy.
As I pressed deeper into the labyrinthine tunnels, my senses honed by years of training and alchemical enhancements, I heard a faint, echoing laughter—a sinister chorus that sent chills down my spine. The Cult members emerged from the shadows, draped in ominous robes, their faces hidden by veils.
