Lana
We pushed through the forest for hours. The air grew colder, and mist began to cling low between the trees.
I had no idea where they were taking me. There was no trail, no birdsong—only the sound of Kaelith and Sylas's footsteps.
Finally, we arrived.
A place I had never been before.
This place was hidden within the crevice of a mountain range, cloaked in illusion magic that would confuse anyone who tried to enter.
A hidden underground complex, its entrance disguised as the ruins of an ancient temple, almost completely reclaimed by nature. But the moment we passed through that arched stone gate, the world changed.
A steep staircase led us underground.
Why are they both so obsessed with underground hideouts? Are they moles or what?
