As Marcus and Elara stood at the edge of the Verdant Realms, the landscape before them seemed to defy the laws of nature. Floating islands hovered in the sky, connected by shimmering bridges of light and cascading waterfalls that disappeared into the clouds below. Each island was unique—some teeming with dense forests, others crowned with ancient ruins glowing faintly with magical energy.
Marcus squinted at the scene. "Is it just me, or do those bridges look suspiciously unstable?"
Elara smirked, adjusting the straps of her gear. "It's probably just you."
The System's voice chimed in, as monotone as ever:
**"The Skybound Isles contain significant resources and hidden relics. Threat Level: Extreme. Flight is mandatory for navigation."**
Marcus groaned, already regretting this next step. "Of course, it's mandatory. I don't suppose you've prepared a nice pair of wings for us, System?"
