The hidden settlement seemed carved from the mountain itself, its stone walls rising like ancient relics shrouded in mist. The faint glow of lanterns illuminated narrow walkways and doorways etched into the cliffs, casting long shadows that flickered as the group moved deeper into the village. Kaelron couldn't shake the sensation of being watched—not by the settlement's inhabitants, but by something unseen, just out of reach.
Solen, the settlement's leader, led them down a winding path toward a central chamber. He moved with an air of authority, his staff tapping softly against the stone. Behind Kaelron, Zerin and Eryk walked in silence, their wariness palpable. Nyx kept pace with Umbra at her side, her sharp gaze scanning every corner, while Lys lingered at the back, glancing nervously at the curious eyes peeking from doorways.
