The first light of dawn filtered through the cracks in the Sanctum's outer walls, casting long shadows across the chamber. Elara and her companions prepared for their journey to the western ruins, where the Aegis of the Ancients was said to be hidden. The weight of their mission hung heavy, but the promise of acquiring such a powerful artifact spurred them on.
Jarek inspected their supplies, ensuring they had enough provisions and equipment for the long journey ahead. He glanced over at Elara, who was studying a map of the region, her brow furrowed in concentration.
"We're ready to go," Jarek said, strapping a final piece of gear onto his pack. "The path to the western ruins will be treacherous, but we've faced worse."
Elara looked up, her eyes meeting Jarek's with a determined glint. "We'll need to stay vigilant. The Voidborne will be looking for any opportunity to strike, and the journey itself will be fraught with dangers."
