After days of arduous travel, the group finally reached a narrow, winding path carved into the side of a towering cliff. Nestled within a grove of ancient, twisted trees was a modest stone cottage, half-hidden by vines and mist.
An old man awaited them at the door, his eyes sharp yet kind beneath a crown of silver hair. His presence radiated calm power.
"I am Eldrin," he said, voice steady. "I have been expecting you, Empress Seraphina."
Seraphina bowed respectfully, a mix of curiosity and hope stirring within her. "We seek the truth about my lineage, the Divine Beast, and the darkness spreading across the kingdom."
Eldrin nodded. "The answers you seek are buried in forgotten history—and in the shadows of your own heart. But first, you must prove your strength and resolve."
He led them inside, where walls were lined with ancient tomes and glowing crystals pulsated softly.
"As you prepare, know this: the path ahead will test you beyond the battlefield. To claim your destiny, you must face the shadows within—and beyond."
Seraphina's gaze hardened with determination. The quest for truth was no longer just a journey—it was a trial.
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