The Ursa Minor Guild Hall buzzed with activity as members gathered for their briefing on the latest threat. The Elemental Kings were stirring once again, and this time it was Magma, the embodiment of fire and molten earth, who had appeared near the Crimson Fields—a dangerous region known for its volatile terrain and history of intense elemental activity. For Blakely and the others, the stakes had never been higher.
Blakely stood in the center of the main hall, her trusty panda summon Matcha by her side, as Maven and Iris approached. Both of them were already geared up for battle, their faces serious but determined.
"You look unusually awake," Maven quipped, giving Blakely a teasing grin as she adjusted the leather bracers on her arms. "Must be the looming sense of doom that did the trick."
