The group gathered their belongings and set out from the Nexus, ready to delve deeper into the mysteries surrounding their world. They knew they couldn't afford to take a break, not with the feeling of impending doom still lingering in the air.
Nyron joined them once more, his dark eyes scanning their surroundings as he walked beside Orin. "I can feel it too," he said, his voice a low growl. "Something is wrong. The balance of power isn't what it should be."
Orin nodded, acknowledging the truth in Nyron's words. "We need to find out where this dark force is coming from—and stop it before it spreads further."
The group made their way to the World of Spirits, where they hoped to gain more insight. The air here was thick with an ethereal presence, the sky clouded in deep purples and blues. Ancient spirits roamed freely, visible only to those with the sight to see them.
A towering figure emerged from the mist, its form shifting between light and shadow. It was Kaelen, the hero of the World of Beasts and Monsters. He had been tracking a strange disturbance in the spirit realm for days, and now he was here to share what he had found.
"I've felt the pull of something ancient," Kaelen said, his voice steady but grim. "It's like a rip in the fabric of reality itself. And I think it leads to something in the Forgotten Realms."
"The Forgotten Realms?" Zaria echoed. "That place is ancient. No one dares enter it for fear of what lies within."
Kaelen's eyes hardened. "That's why we need to go. The disturbance is coming from there. If we don't act soon, it could tear apart everything we've fought for."
Orin looked to his team, weighing the decision. "We have to go. Whatever it is, we need to face it head-on before it consumes everything."