The road ahead was less defined now, the boundaries of their journey no longer dictated by the immediate threat of the Shrouded Vale. The group moved with purpose, but also with an unspoken sense of relief. For the first time in what felt like ages, the oppressive weight of the darkness was gone, replaced by a quiet optimism that carried them forward.
Elara walked at the front, her thoughts racing as she considered their next steps. The Oracle's words still echoed in her mind, reminding her that their victory in the Vale was just the beginning. There was a larger game at play—one that stretched far beyond the borders of the forest.
"Ethan, Lyra," Elara called over her shoulder, slowing her pace so they could catch up. "We need to talk about what comes next."
Ethan glanced at Lyra, who nodded in agreement. They fell into step beside Elara, their expressions serious.