The desert's arid embrace settled around Aaron and Seraphina as they stood amidst the scattered remnants of their victorious battle. Both were breathless, the echoes of their elemental clash still lingering in the air. Seraphina's eyes, once ablaze with the fury of battle, softened as she turned to Aaron, the fatigue evident in her expression.
"Quite the welcoming committee," Aaron remarked, attempting to lighten the heavy atmosphere. He wiped sweat from his brow, feeling the weight of the desert sun on his shoulders.
Seraphina managed a weary smile. "And such warm pleasant atmosphere at that."
As they caught their breath, Aaron's gaze shifted to the vastness of the desert, the golden dunes stretching beyond the horizon. "So, what's next?" he asked, the question hanging in the air with a sense of anticipation.
Seraphina's eyes held a glint of determination. "We head to the Blood Sea."
