The council found themselves in a realm beyond the Mystic Nexus, an uncharted land veiled in mysterious mist. Lady Elara, her eyes scanning the surroundings, felt an ancient energy tingling in the air. The grand tapestries, now vibrant with the imprints of their triumphs, rippled as if acknowledging the unseen forces at play.
As they journeyed through the mist, Lady Seraphina sensed a subtle shift in the elemental energies. The Guardian of Air's blessing whispered warnings of an impending threat that eluded even her heightened senses. King Jason, his grip firm on the sword infused with the Guardian of Fire's essence, moved with a wariness that mirrored the council's growing unease.
In the heart of the mist, they stumbled upon an ancient relic—an artifact pulsating with shadows. Lady Elar
