As the fellowship journeyed onward, their path led them to a sprawling metropolis shrouded in perpetual twilight—the City of Shadows. Its towering spires and labyrinthine streets cast long, ominous shadows that seemed to stretch endlessly into the gloom.
With each step they took, the air grew heavier, thick with the weight of unseen eyes watching from the darkness. Eridan warned of the city's sinister reputation, of whispers that spoke of dark magic and malevolent forces lurking within its depths.
Undeterred by the foreboding atmosphere, the fellowship pressed on, their determination unwavering in the face of the unknown. They knew that the answers they sought lay within the heart of the city, and they would not rest until they uncovered the truth.
