As we approached the ancient grove, the air grew thick with an otherworldly energy. The trees here were unlike any I had ever seen – their trunks twisted into impossible shapes, their leaves shimmering with an iridescent glow. The foxlin pranced ahead, its excitement palpable.
"This place..." Zara breathed, her eyes wide with wonder. "It feels alive."
Lukas nodded, his scholarly mind clearly racing. "The concentration of magical energy here is off the charts. No wonder the Crystal led us to this place."
I felt it too – a thrumming power that seemed to resonate with the shard in my hand. As we ventured deeper into the grove, the feeling intensified.
Suddenly, the foxlin stopped, its ears twitching. A moment later, I heard it too – a soft, melodic humming coming from up ahead.
"Be on yo
