The faint glow of the map in the clearing lingered even after the last point of light faded. It left Kael, Morgana, and Darien standing in silence, each of them feeling the weight of the vision they'd seen. New locations, hidden sanctums, ancient places of power long forgotten by the world, had revealed themselves as though in answer to their victory over the darkness.
Kael's hand rested on the hilt of his crystal blade, the weapon thrumming softly with energy that echoed his own pulse. Beside him, Morgana's pendant gave off a gentle, reassuring warmth. Darien, silent but with a renewed spark in his eyes, traced the edges of the map in his mind, his thoughts racing.
"These places," he finally said, breaking the silence. "Each one is connected to the sanctum we just cleansed. They're like veins in the earth, carrying the same lifeblood of light and knowledge."
