The forest around them pulsed with life as Kael and Morgana made their way back to the Council of Guardians. Each step felt lighter, buoyed by the newfound power of the relics they had claimed. They could feel the energy thrumming through their veins, a reminder of the trials they had faced and the strength they had gained.
"Do you feel that?" Morgana asked, glancing at Kael, her voice barely above a whisper. "The air is different. It feels charged."
Kael nodded, his senses on high alert. "It's as if the realm itself is preparing for something. The magic is alive, and the energy is shifting."
As they approached the clearing where the Council convened, the vibrant colors of the forest seemed to dim, shadows creeping in along the edges. Kael's heart raced with a mix of anticipation and unease. Something was brewing, and it felt ominously close.
