The journey from the ruins was slow and methodical, each step taken with cautious resolve. Elara, Lyra, and Doran moved through the dense forest and across the rugged terrain, their minds focused on the knowledge they had gained and the challenges that lay ahead.
By the time they reached the edge of the forest, the sun was setting, casting long shadows across the landscape. The tranquil evening seemed almost incongruous with the tumultuous events they had faced. Elara felt the weight of the ancient crystal in her satchel, a constant reminder of the power and danger they now carried.
"Let's make camp here for the night," Doran suggested, his voice breaking the silence. "We need to review what we've found and plan our next steps."