The first rays of dawn broke over the treetops, casting a golden glow over the landscape. Solhaven's imposing walls loomed in the distance, standing tall against the misty forest. Rising like a beacon of hope, the fortress city seemed to defy the encroaching darkness of the Abyss. The sight brought a renewed sense of purpose to the weary villagers trudging along the uneven path.
"Finally," Draven muttered, his steps quickening. "I was beginning to think we'd be wandering these cursed woods forever."
Ryu paused at the crest of the hill, his sharp gaze locked on the fortress. The weight of their journey pressed heavily on his shoulders. Solhaven was a bastion, but would it be enough against the Abyss?
Kaelith stepped up beside him, her silver hair catching the soft light. "Solhaven may be fortified, but walls can only hold for so long if the Abyss decides to strike."
