Aria and her companions journeyed through the forest for days, never quite sure of what lay ahead. The only thing that kept them going was their determination to stop the sorceress and save their land.
As they traveled, they encountered all sorts of strange and wonderful creatures. They saw towering trees that seemed to reach up to the sky, and crystal-clear streams that glistened in the sunlight. They also saw beasts that they had never seen before, with scales like armor and teeth like knives.
Despite the beauty of their surroundings, Aria couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. She constantly felt the hair on the back of her neck rise, and she often saw shadows moving in the corners of her vision.
One night, as they sat around a campfire, Phoenix spoke up. "We must be careful," he said, his voice low. "The sorceress has many minions, and they will stop at nothing to keep us from reaching her."
Aria nodded, feeling a chill run down her spine. She knew that they were in for a difficult journey, but she was determined to see it through to the end.
As they continued on, the forest grew thicker and darker. The air grew colder, and the sun seemed to vanish from the sky. It was as if they had entered another world, one where the rules of nature didn't apply.
Aria gripped her weapon tightly, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that they were heading into the unknown, and that they may never make it out alive. But she also knew that they had to try. For the sake of their land, and for the sake of all those who had lost their lives in the sorceress's wake.
With a deep breath, Aria stepped forward, ready to face whatever lay ahead.