The valley was at peace, but the recent stability was tinged with an undercurrent of unease. Despite the progress made in rebuilding and securing the region, there were persistent whispers of a lingering threat that had yet to be fully understood.
Elara and her companions had settled into a routine of overseeing reconstruction efforts, fostering alliances, and ensuring that the dark remnants from the Conclave's era were neutralized. Yet, even with their diligent work, strange occurrences began to surface—anomalies that defied the usual patterns of magical disturbances.
One evening, as Elara reviewed reports in her quarters, Elias entered with a concerned expression. "We've been detecting unusual fluctuations in the ley lines. They don't match any of the patterns we've seen before. It's as if there's something else influencing the magical currents."
Elara looked up, her interest piqued. "Have you been able to pinpoint the source?"
