In the dimly lit dungeons of Eldoria Kingdom, General Vorian advanced toward the cell where Elara, the elusive mage, was held captive. As he approached, the vigilant guards intercepted his path.
"Who are you?" the guards demanded, suspicion etched on their faces.
Before the general could respond, they insisted, "Remove your mask." Unfazed by the demand, the general swiftly incapacitated them, leaving them unconscious on the cold dungeon floor.
Pressing on, he reached Elara's cell. Her eyes bore a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty as she questioned his identity.
"Who are you?" Elara inquired, a hint of caution in her voice. The general, without uttering a word, handed her a lamp, signaling her to follow as he expertly navigated the dungeon's hidden corridors.
"We need to leave now," he declared, leading her through secret passages unseen by the kingdom's watchful eyes.
Elara, recognizing the lack of magical energy in the confined space, raised a concern. "No magic can be used here." The general nodded in agreement, acknowledging the limitations they faced.
"Once we're out, find Queen Liora and ensure her safety. Seek the support of the of dragon wizard Nathaniel, and you can visit me when your task is complete," the general instructed as they sensed guards trailing behind. Urgency gripped them, and they sprinted through the dark labyrinth until they reached a concealed exit.
As they approached the door, the general issued a sudden command, "Prostrate!" His sharp instincts had detected a trap, but even with his quick reflexes, an arrow found its mark, piercing his shoulder.
Concerned, Elara asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm good... ouch! We need to crawl to the door," the general replied. Together, they navigated the treacherous path, avoiding potential dangers. However, another obstacle loomed ahead.
"Stand up. We need to be careful of threads on the ground; they're traps," the general warned. With caution and perseverance, they successfully maneuvered through the dangers until they emerged into the cool night air.