Omhina had leaned back in her chair, her expression serious. "Then I hope you're ready for whatever you find. Because once you confront Osalf, there's no turning back."
x
Back to the Present
The memory faded, and Daemon found himself back on the trail, the weight of Omhina's words heavy in his mind. No turning back. The phrase echoed in his thoughts as he continued down the path, the tension in his chest growing with each step. He had made his decision, and there was no changing it now. This was something he had to do, no matter the cost.
x
The sun was setting now, the two suns casting a warm, golden light across the trail. The trees around him were bathed in a soft purple glow as the light filtered through the leaves, creating a surreal, almost otherworldly atmosphere. It was beautiful, but Daemon barely noticed. His mind was too focused on what was waiting for him at the end of the trail.
