Solhaven's towering spires, once a beacon of hope and resilience, now loomed like sentinels over a battlefield. The haze thickened as the group approached the city, the air crackling with an oppressive energy that seemed to seep into their bones. The gates, massive and fortified, were slightly ajar, and the faint hum of Abyssal energy echoed even from a distance.
Ryus suddenly stopped a few paces from the entrance and, his instincts screaming caution, held steady.
"Something's wrong," he said, scanning around.
"Me too," said Aris, adding, a little uneasily, "I was thinking we might see some sort of guard, or at least a little movement. This feels like walking into a trap.
