The victory over the shadow creature left Marcus, Kira, and Lyra weary, yet resolute. As they stood by the ancient well, its darkness sealed once more, a renewed sense of purpose settled among them. But the feeling of triumph was quickly shadowed by a deep, gnawing unease.
Lyra knelt by the well, running her fingers over the stone symbols still faintly glowing with dark magic. "The Nexus will not rest for long," she murmured, almost to herself. "There's more out there, and it's only a matter of time before it tries to break through again."
Marcus clenched his fists. "We need to find this Nexus before it finds a way to open its doors. We can't just wait for the darkness to keep creeping in."
Kira, scanning their surroundings with her sharp eyes, added, "Agreed. We've put out one fire, but there's a whole forest ready to ignite if we don't stay one step ahead."
