The journey back from the Eldertree Temple was fraught with tension. The ancient knowledge they had acquired weighed heavily on their minds, and the atmosphere among the group was thick with unspoken fears and silent resolve. The forest, once a place of foreboding mystery, now seemed almost hostile, as if it too understood the gravity of the power they carried.
Elara led the way, her thoughts racing. The visions had revealed much—perhaps too much. Every possible outcome, every future she had glimpsed, felt like a tightrope walk between salvation and ruin. The responsibility was staggering. With the crystal in their possession, they held the key to both their survival and their potential downfall.
