A New Power Emerges
Lucas stood quietly at the site where the battle with the elders had unfolded, his eyes scanning the desolate battlefield.
The ground was scorched, littered with broken fragments of the nether puppets, but now, all was still. The fierce energy that had once crackled through the air had dissipated, leaving behind an eerie silence.
His expression was calm, but his mind was already running through possible next steps when the familiar voice of the system chimed in, cutting through the quiet.
[What should we do next?] The system's tone was neutral, almost curious, as if it, too, was wondering what the next move would be.
Lucas remained silent for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he contemplated. A faint breeze blew past him, stirring the ashes around his feet.