Kaelen, Morris, and Ethan trudged out of the Veilwood forest, their bodies worn from the relentless battle against the horde of ferocious beasts. The forest's shadows were slowly retreating behind them as they stepped into the clearing, the sun's dying rays casting long shadows over the earth. Each of them bore the marks of their struggle—dirt, minor scrapes, and sweat lined their faces, but their expressions were resolute, especially Kaelen's, whose grip on the Blade of Eternity was firm, even after the chaos of the day.
"Woah! We really outdid ourselves today huh?" Morris exclaimed with a deep breath as he stretched his upper body.
"Isn't it a good thing? You know that it's good for our prowess" Ethan replied with a light smirk on his face.
"Well that's true, hehe" Morris then conceited with a soft chuckle. But all through this time, Kaelen was completely silent as he lost himself in his own thoughts.
