Under Revision

Helena clutched the vial containing the Elixir of Immortality tightly as she made her way through the forest. The dawn had given way to the soft light of morning, casting a gentle glow over the ancient trees. The weight of the vial felt both comforting and burdensome, knowing that it held the salvation of her son within its shimmering contents.

As she walked, the sounds of nature surrounded her—the rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds, and the distant gurgle of a stream. Yet, beneath the tranquility of the forest, Helena sensed an underlying tension in the air. She couldn't shake the feeling that they were not alone.

It was then that the rustling of leaves turned into a distinct noise of approaching footsteps. Helena's heart quickened, and she turned to see a group of armed men emerging from the shadows of the trees. At their forefront was Kayden, his expression determined and unyielding.