Fray, Aslan, Lisa, and Lysander sat in the dimly lit inn, huddled around a small table. The air was thick with unease, each of them grappling with the unsettling reality of their situation. Fray couldn't help but notice the weariness in their eyes, mirroring his sense of confusion and frustration.
"I woke up here just like you did," Lysander admitted, his brow furrowed with uncertainty. "I have no memory of how I got here or where I was before."
Lysander was renowned as one of the most formidable and skilled Archers in the entire continent. As a prominent member of the esteemed Shield Union, he had earned a reputation for his unmatched prowess on the battlefield. However, what set Lyander apart was his remarkable ability to see through illusions and mind games, the thought that he was also affected by this situation surprised the group