The mist thickened as the stranger disappeared, leaving behind only silence and uncertainty. Lysara exchanged a glance with Riven and Kael—each felt the weight of the warning heavy on their hearts.
"We have to find the Veil's source," Riven said, breaking the silence. "If the curse spreads from there, destroying it might save the land."
Kael nodded, eyes scanning the shadowy trees. "But we're not just fighting the curse—we're battling those who guard it."
Suddenly, a distant howl pierced the air. From the shadows, ethereal figures began to emerge—guardians twisted by the Veil's dark magic. Their hollow eyes locked onto the trio as they prepared for the inevitable clash.
Lysara tightened her grip on the vial. "Then we fight. Together."
The battle for the land's fate had only just begun.