The Emberheart Grove shimmered softly in the twilight, its warm hues glowing in contrast to the deepening shadows of the night. The grove, now free from the clutches of the dark force, felt alive once more, but the air carried a lingering unease. The group gathered around a small campfire, their faces illuminated by the flickering flames. Despite their victory over Veylor, none of them felt truly at ease.
Victor leaned against a tree, his arms crossed as he stared into the fire. "Veylor wasn't lying about one thing," he said, breaking the silence. "This isn't over. Whatever corrupted the grove might just be the beginning."
As if to confirm his words, the System's interface flashed before Victor's eyes. [Warning: Corruption detected. Eliminate the source to restore balance. Task updated: Investigate the Shadowed One.]
