The rising sun cast a soft, golden glow over the mountains as Canila and his team set forth, the ancient path winding its way through rugged terrain and sharp peaks. A chill breeze swept down from the heights, carrying with it the faint whisper of forgotten legends and untold power. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation, as if the mountains themselves guarded secrets that only the worthy could uncover.
Voren, hovering silently alongside Canila, was uncharacteristically quiet. His gaze remained fixed on the path ahead, his usual cryptic demeanor replaced with something resembling apprehension.
"Voren," Canila asked, breaking the silence, "you seem… unsettled. What lies beyond these mountains?"
