As the moon ascended into the sky, bathing the desert in silvery light, the expedition set out from the oasis with renewed determination. The earlier tension from the divine encounter had shifted into a grim resolve. James led the group, his keen eyes scanning the endless expanse of dunes that rippled like waves in an ocean of sand. The team was now accompanied by Nyla, the enigmatic feline assassin, who prowled beside James with a graceful stealth that made her seem part of the desert itself.
The heat of the day had given way to a cool breeze, but the air was charged with an unnatural energy. The sands shimmered faintly, as if imbued with a latent magic waiting to erupt. As they approached the ruins of Ahn'Sutekh, a vast expanse of broken columns and ancient carvings, an eerie silence enveloped the group. Even the wind seemed to hold its breath.
