One week later…
Ancient Battlefield – [The Ruins of the Fallen]
The vast expanse of the Ancient Battlefield stretched under a darkening sky, where the last rays of sunlight cast a fiery glow over the crumbling landscape. Shattered stone pillars stood like skeletal remains scattered across the land, silent witnesses to battles fought and lost.
The air was thick with the weight of centuries, as though each broken relic and weathered statue held a memory, a whisper of the bloodshed that had once stained this ground.
A dense fog clung to the earth, rolling in waves over ancient rubble, wrapping around rusted swords and broken shields that lay half-buried in the dust. Each step stirred up the faint scent of iron, as if the ground itself had absorbed the cries of countless warriors.
