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And to make the matter worse, a sea of clouds obstructing her vision to study the place further. She adjusted her sight and waited a few minutes until there was a clearing. Then, she could see a vast coniferous forest at a far distance. And up above, the blue and pink, brilliant lights appeared covering the sky, giving dynamic flickers. Malaika grinned. Somehow, she got an idea of where she was. The great taiga of Axum and the infamous Alaris light. She was sure the dark elf brought her to the northern part of Axum, where the only information she knew was about the harshest winter and the home of the Alaris—the Axumean Ice Elves.

“Mine. The mark left when the curse first split the packs. It must be kissed, life to life, by the bridge and her mate, while the last drop of willing blood falls on the fang.” Elara looked down at her hand, blood still welling slowly. “Then we do it now.” Seraphine shook her head, sad, urgent. “Not here. Not yet. The dark moon is passing. The window closes. You must return to the place where the curse was born, the true heart of Blackthorn. Beneath the manor. The chamber where the First Moon spoke its wrath.” Kael’s jaw clenched. “We just came from there.” “No,” Seraphine said. “You found the fang. You did not find the heart. There is one more chamber, deeper. Hidden even from Alphas. Only

Lucien looked up, eyes burning: “Save her… or die with her.” --- At the same moment, in an eastern Valenfort dungeon, Liora opened Evelyn’s old journal. On the final page, scrawled words: “If I vanish, don’t seek me in light. Find me where blood stops flowing.” “Bloodroot Vale…” she murmured. “We’re all heading to the same place.” A cold wind blew through, extinguishing the oil lamp. In the darkness, the silver-crystallized blood began to glow — faint but clear, like the heartbeat of a soul returning.

The blood oath’s brand pulses, shadow-realm energy leaking like smoke, and my new sight catches fragments—images of Voren’s fortress, a rift widening under the relic’s hum, Syndicate mercenaries massing. “Talk!” I snarl, my voice echoing with lunar power, wings fully unfurling, their light casting jagged shadows. “Where is he? What does he need from me?” Kael’s scream fades to a choked gasp, his body trembling, blood pooling beneath him. “The fortress… northern wastes, beyond the Veil’s edge. Rift’s there… growing. He needs your blood, it’s the key. Relic needs it to stabilize the merge.” My heart pounds, the vision’s horror resurfacing—rifts tearing Earth apart, Voren’s voice enslaving all.

A faint golden static flickered between their skin, warm like sunlight breaking through frost. “I’ll warm it,” he said softly. “So you don’t have to be cold anymore.” Phoenix’s chest seized. She buried her face in his hair, hiding the tremor in her lips. Midnight bled into the East Wing. The analysis finished loading. Target Locked: Deep Abyss Ruins – Central Caldera. Warning: Prime blood required for access. Foreign touch triggers eruption. Footsteps. Rain. Burnt pine. Kael stopped at the three-meter line, hollowed out by guilt.

A new paragraph formed beneath the riddle "To awaken the light, the forge must be fed the gifts of the ancients. Only through the sacred materials can its flames be restored. Seek the lost elements, for without them, the dark shall rise unchecked." A chill ran down my spine. Xander exhaled sharply. “The sacred materials. That confirms it.” Rowan ran a hand through his hair, frustration flickering across his face. “We barely know where to find them.” “We know some of them,” I pointed out. “Emberroot in Ashville. Celestial silver possibly in Ironclaw. Moonstone dust… we still have to figure that out.” Draven frowned. “And the last requirement—‘the blood of a divine soul.’” His eyes flickered t

I wonder what the world back home looks like now. "Remember Agafya, Red Cambria cannot be used unless you purify the base first." "Even if it is just the seeds?" "The seeds hold 80% of the poison." "Everything is poisonous here, isn’t it?" "That is Mother Jörð kind protection, her way of telling the world that only we elves have a right to the sacred forest as her children."

"That’s right." "Could they be related in some way?" "Possibly." I zoned out as the two men bickered back and forth. Though I was only seeing a small image of her on the surface of the water, I was relieved to see her alive and well. When that building collapsed after she entered it, I thought that she was gone forever. "How do we get there?" I asked, cutting off any further discussion Ash or Nigel may have had. "We would have to take a trip to the Darklands." Nigel responded. "That is where the Black Forest pack is located."

Caspian growled again beside me as a warning, but I patted his snout. “You want mithril then, best quality crystal for what you want to do to it.” “Oh, where might we find that?” The man chuckled. “It’s not finding it that’s gonna be your problem, it’s mining it. Mithril crystal can only be mined by a certain type of metal, it’s what we Dark Elves specialize in. Thing is, that metal is hard to come by, and my stock has been getting low.” “What if we offered to find this metal, would you be willing to make an axe out of it for us, in exchange for replenishing some of your stock as well?” I asked.

Sophia asked again, turning to face Vanessa who smirked. She waved her hands as a book appeared in it. “I wasn’t done with my description when you came in!”. Vanessa said, daring her to back down. Sophia confidently answered, “go on!”. “Aurum Delirium can be found in the shadow realm, the deepest part of the forest, where it is not dark nor light!”, she paused, circling around her. “And the only way to get there is through the forbidden grove, a portal filled with magic and danger, only the bravest can get out of it, without being trapped by the illusion!”. She stopped circling around her.