The night air grew dense and foul as I left the charred ruins of the Northern Manor far behind. The civilized lands faded into memory, replaced by the jagged, untamed wilderness of the western frontier. My path led straight toward the desolate domain of the Azurite Flame Valley, where the air itself burned with raw elemental fury. Before reaching the valley’s shadow, the terrain devolved into the Black-Bark Forest—a dense, suffocating woodland where twisted trees choked out the moonlight. I walked in silence, my boots crushing dried thorns beneath the damp moss. The silence did not last. A sudden tremor shook the soil beneath my feet, accompanied by a low, guttural growl that vibrated through my ribs. From the dense shadows of the thicket, a pack of iron-scale panthers burst forth. These were apex predators of the wilderness, their bodies covered in jagged metallic scales and their eyes glowing with a predatory yellow light. They hunted in absolute coordination, sensing the
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