The mountain path grew steeper and more treacherous as the group ascended, the frost-covered rocks slick and perilous. The dark sky above them was tinged with the faintest hints of dawn, but the clouds were thick and ominous, hiding the sun from view. Each step forward was a battle against the biting cold and the oppressive weight of the encroaching darkness.
Elara led the way with unwavering determination, the Luminara Staff glowing faintly in her grip. Kirin followed close behind, his staff casting a protective aura that kept the worst of the cold at bay. Jarek and Seraphina brought up the rear, their eyes constantly scanning their surroundings for any signs of danger.
