The days had passed in a blur of activity and urgency. With the support from Arathor and the Silver Flame, Elara's team had expanded their efforts to address the growing threat of dark magic. The arrival of reinforcements and resources had provided a much-needed boost, but the magnitude of the situation remained daunting.
Elara stood on a hill overlooking the northern territories. The landscape was marked by scars of recent battles, but there were signs of recovery as well. The combined efforts of the mages, soldiers, and villagers were beginning to show results. Yet, the sense of unease that had settled over her since the discovery of the artifact lingered.
Elias joined her, his expression serious. "The reports from our scouts indicate that dark magic activity is intensifying in the eastern and southern regions. It seems like the darkness is spreading more rapidly than we anticipated."
