Elara, Selene, Professor Arthen, and Rylan moved through the narrow alleys of Eldrithor, keeping to the shadows and avoiding the bustling main streets. The city, normally vibrant with activity even at night, now felt ominously silent. The whispers of danger seemed to linger in the air, hinting at unseen threats lurking just out of sight.
"We're close," Professor Arthen said, guiding them through a winding passageway. "It's just around this corner. Keep your heads down and stay alert."
Rylan took point, his eyes scanning every shadow for signs of movement. The quiet was unsettling, the kind that made you feel like you were being watched. Selene kept her hand on the hilt of her sword, ready for anything, while Elara carried the tome securely in her pack, determined not to let it fall into the wrong hands.
