mething that lay hidden in the depths of the forest, waiting for me to uncover. I couldn't shake the feeling that whatever awai

hanted forest that bordered our territory. The forest had always been a place of mystery, its depths shrouded in legends and

e silent sentinels, their branches intertwining to form a canopy that blocked out much of the morn

He looked at me with those clear blue eyes that always seemed to see right throug

's even a chance that the stranger's claims are real, we need to investigate.

ion over conversation, but her loyalty was unquestionable. She had been with the pack for years,

ere, filled with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. The deeper we went, the more oppress

e path narrowing until it was little more than a trail carved through the thick foliage. Every rustle o

f energy, almost invisible except for the faint ripple in the air. I reached out cautiously, my hand tingling as i

furrowed in concentration as she examined the bar

of the forest?" Ethan asked, his hand resting on the hilt o

as far more dangerous than I had anticipated, its secrets buried under layers of magic

ring with energy, others nearly invisible, marked only by the strange, tingling sensation that passed over our skin as w

bruptly, her gaze fixed on something ahead. "Look," she w

I recognized from the stranger's parchment, though this one was far older, worn down by time and the elements. B

my fingers brushed the rough bark, a jolt of energy shot through me, making me

weight of realization. "Whatever this place is, it's connected to th

ons grim. "Then we keep going," Ethan said, his ton

harder to breathe, and the shadows seemed to move just beyond the edge of our vision. Every ste

learing stood an ancient altar, carved from stone and covered in moss and lichen. The air around it was heavy w

tomach turned at the sight, a wave of nausea threatening to overwhelm me. This place... ree

is sword. His usual calm demeanor was strained, his eyes scanning the s

audible. "This... this is old magic, dark magic. Whoever

life of their own as if the very ground beneath us was trying to warn us away. But I couldn't stop

d and malevolent, lurking just beyond the veil of reality. It was as if

o late. From the shadows, a pair of glowing eyes appeared, followed by a massive figure cloaked in darkness, its form barely discernible against the trees. M