The mysterious figure stepped forward, its features slowly revealing themselves as it moved into the light. It was an old man with a long white beard and piercing blue eyes. He wore a long, flowing robe with intricate silver threading, and carried a staff that seemed to hum with energy.
"Ah, Kae and Lyra," the old man said, his voice warm and wise. "I see you've returned with your companions. I have been waiting for you."
Kae and Lyra exchanged a curious glance. "Waiting for us?" Kae repeated.
The old man nodded. "Yes, my king and queen. I have been sent to guide you on your journey. The Trials of the Elements are no trivial matter, and you will need all the help you can get."
Thorold, the Red Warrior, and Eriol looked at each other uncertainly. Who was this mysterious figure, and what role would he play in their quest?
"What is your name, old man?" Thorold asked, his voice firm.
The old man smiled. "I am called Zephyr, and I am here to help you unlock your true potential. Together, we shall face the trials and emerge victorious."
Zephyr's words were met with a mixture of skepticism and curiosity. But one thing was certain: with Zephyr by their side, the companions felt a sense of hope they had not felt in a long time...