We pressed through the dense undergrowth, following the trail the commander had taken. The elder's words echoed in my mind, painting a chilling picture of a hidden entrance to the subterranean realm of the dark elves. Their emergence after so long, leaving their underground haven and a visible entry point... it was a troubling sign.
Alderon's brow was furrowed with worry, and I couldn't help but share his concern. The elven kingdom had offered me sanctuary, a refuge from the dangers that lurked beyond its borders. I was indebted to them, and the thought of this haven threatened by the dark elves filled me with a sense of responsibility.
The elves around me were gripped by fear. Memories of the ancient war, a conflict that had nearly decimated their kind, resurfaced, casting a pall over our mission. The prospect of another clash with the dark elves, a potential defeat... it was a chilling thought.
