Toward The Southern Atholor Continent IV
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The air shimmered and glowed as the teleportation array activated, transporting the group in a flash of light. In an instant, Lord Terrace, Lord Acheon, Lord Leah, and Great Elder White Fang found themselves in a completely different location.
The chill in the air and the soft hum of residual magic in the wooden structure around them were immediate. As they adjusted to their new surroundings, they observed their location—a large, circular building constructed entirely of wood, its walls and floors polished to a smooth sheen.
Lord Acheon's curiosity got the better of him first. His sharp eyes scanned the high ceiling above them, noting the intricate markings of a teleportation array drawn directly overhead. "A teleportation array above us?" he murmured, almost to himself. Lowering his gaze, he turned his attention to the floor beneath them and found another array etched into the polished wood.