Early Morning…
The dawn was gentle, its golden rays slicing through the horizon and painting the ground with a surreal glow. Kent followed the Seven Eternal Sages as they began their journey to the sacred ground where the ritual to the old gods would take place.
Over a thousand disciples trailed behind, their steps echoing with devotion and purpose.
Lady Ignira walked alongside the sages, but all her focus directed at Kent.
Each sage wore a red tantric thread around their wrists, its vibrant color shimmering faintly with an otherworldly energy.
The journey was hectic yet eerily untroubled. From dense forests teeming with predators to jagged mountain ranges, murky wetlands, and scorching deserts, the path tested the endurance of even the strongest disciples. Yet, wherever the sages walked, danger seemed to part like the sea, the very ground bending to their divine presence.
