The early morning light cast a soft, golden hue over the village, signaling the start of a new day. Elara, Kael, Morgana, and Arian awoke refreshed from their night of rest. The atmosphere of the village, filled with the aftermath of their triumph and the villagers' renewed hope, was a sharp contrast to the grim reality of their ongoing mission. They knew that their journey was far from over and that they needed to press on with urgency.
After a quick breakfast with the villagers, they gathered around a large wooden table in the village hall to review the maps and scrolls provided by Lyra. The room was filled with the scent of old parchment and ink, and the air buzzed with anticipation. Elara spread out the maps on the table, revealing ancient symbols and inscriptions that hinted at hidden locations and secrets.