The next morning, we were summoned to the heart of the enclave by Elara, our mentor and guide through the mysteries of the Veil. She had been waiting, standing with her arms crossed in front of an old tapestry that stretched across the wall, depicting scenes of battles, realms colliding, and guardians of old wielding power against faceless shadows.
"You did well last night," she began, her voice solemn. "You have each faced a fragment of yourselves, and in doing so, have gained a greater understanding of the duty you've taken on."
Her gaze swept over each of us, assessing, but there was something in her eyes—something cautious, almost as if she was holding back. "But," she continued, "the Trial of Shadows was not just a test of your resolve. It was a glimpse into what lies beyond our world. The Veil is a fragile barrier, and the threats that wait on the other side grow stronger with each passing day."
