The return journey from the Midnight Citadel left Kael, Morgana, and Darien weary but resolute. The weight of their victory settled upon them like a warm cloak, a reminder of what they had achieved together. They had restored the citadel, purified the heart of corruption, and rekindled the light of the Sages. But, deep down, they knew the darkness was not vanquished—only pushed back.
As they descended the mountain trail, the quiet forest welcomed them with birdsong and the rustling of leaves. The vibrant, undisturbed landscape felt surreal after the grim reality of the citadel. Kael's hand occasionally drifted to the crystal blade at his side, almost as if expecting shadows to leap from the trees. But there was only peace here, an oasis of calm after the storm.
