The forest around them seemed to hold its breath as the battle concluded. The Behemoth of Verdance lay defeated, its immense form a testament to the power that Canna and his allies wielded. But the forest was far from silent, its energy thrumming with an ancient awareness that Canna could feel in his very bones. The Sylphir, gathered around, watched in awe and apprehension as the final remnants of the battle faded into the earth.
But the trial was not yet over. Elandra, the Sylphir leader, stepped forward, her luminous eyes locked onto Canna's. There was respect in her gaze, but also a deep, ancient understanding that the forest was not so easily tamed. She lifted her hand, and the air around them shimmered, thick with unseen power.
