The journey ahead was one they both knew would test them in ways they couldn't yet understand. Kael and Morgana walked side by side, their footsteps muted against the rocky terrain as the world around them seemed to hold its breath. The landscape was stark—blasted trees, twisted rocks, and a sky that hung heavy with the scent of impending rain. The storm clouds from earlier had dissipated, but something still felt unsettled in the air.
Morgana adjusted her cloak, pulling it tighter against the chill. Despite the warmth of the sun breaking through the clouds, there was an eerie coldness that seemed to follow them wherever they went. The forest around them had fallen silent; not even the usual sounds of wildlife dared to intrude upon their path. It was as if the land itself was waiting for something to unfold—waiting for the storm they knew was coming.
"You're quiet," Kael said, breaking the silence. "Something on your mind?"
