Chapter 79 The Prophecy's Promise
As the echoes of our battle still reverberated in the virtual realm, we found ourselves gathered in a place of profound significance, a serene grove bathed in the soft glow of ethereal moonlight. It was a place where destinies had intertwined, where the weight of our choices had borne their consequences, and where the promise of transformation hung palpably in the air.
The virtual realm, once a battleground, had now shifted to a realm of contemplation. Ancient trees with luminescent bark rose like sentinels, their leaves whispering secrets only they could fathom. Beneath our feet, the ground pulsed with the residual energy of spells and clashes, a testament to the battles we had fought.