The following morning, the sun rose over Vaelenor, casting long shadows across the city streets. Yet, despite the brightness of the day, a sense of unease lingered in the air. Amara awoke with a heaviness in her chest, the words of the mysterious figure from the night before echoing in her mind. *You will awaken forces far beyond your control.*
She rose from her bed, pushing the fear aside as she dressed quickly and made her way to the council chambers. The others were already gathered, their faces grim. Kirin leaned against the wall, arms crossed, while Seraphina and Morgana sat at the round table, deep in conversation. Elias stood by the window, watching the streets below.
"Has anyone seen any sign of him?" Amara asked as she entered.
Kirin shook his head. "Not since last night. Whoever he was, he's gone without a trace."
