The day's journey northward was grueling, yet invigorating. As Elara, Kael, Morgana, and Arian trekked across rugged terrain, the landscape transformed from barren, scarred earth to dense forests, and then to the craggy foothills of the mountains that loomed ahead. The shadows of the peaks stretched long over the land, as if the mountains themselves were trying to ward off the encroaching darkness that still lingered in the distance.
The group was driven by purpose, but they were not without apprehension. The mission they had set upon was fraught with uncertainties. They had destroyed two Nexus Points, weakening the Abyss, but each victory left scars upon the world—a reminder that the Abyss's influence was not just rooted in the physical realm, but in the very essence of the world itself.
