As they made their way out of the mountains and into the dense forests below, the trio contemplated their next steps. They had gained a powerful shard, but the Shadow King's forces were ever-present, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
"Sunfall…" Lyra murmured. "I've heard of it. A city of merchants and spies. It's not a place for honesty."
Garik grunted. "More like a den of thieves. We'll need to be careful, and even then, we might not get what we need."
"I don't have much choice," Caelum said. "We need that shard, and if we're going to defeat the Shadow King, we can't afford to wait around."
The group made their way south, and the journey was uneventful until they reached the edge of the city of Sunfall. The sun was setting, casting an eerie orange glow over the towering walls and spires of the city. The city's streets were bustling with activity, yet there was a palpable sense of unease in the air.
As they entered Sunfall, Caelum's hand instinctively went to the shard hidden beneath his cloak. They needed to move quickly, but they couldn't afford to draw attention. The city was a network of intrigue, and any mistake could lead to disaster.