As The Seal shattered, the priesthood guild braced themselves as the barrier fell.
Standing amidst the remnants of shimmering divine energy, they took in the scene that unfolded before them.
A small, decrepit village came into view, nestled against the backdrop of a harsh, unwelcoming landscape.
It seemed impossible for life to thrive in such a desolate place.
The air was heavy with an oppressive weight, and the remnants of old wards, barely discernible, hinted at a lingering menace that had driven others away.
The villagers were in disarray, scattering in all directions like frightened insects.
Some clutched their meager belongings, while others simply fled with nothing, their panic palpable.
They moved as though they were escaping a nightmare, one they hadn't realized they were living in until now.
The priesthood guild members exchanged cautious glances.
