Vin looked at Dael with curiosity flickering in his eyes, a spark of eagerness igniting within him as he anticipated the encounter with the enigmatic figure looming ahead. The air crackled with an energy that seemed to resonate with his own feelings—an electrifying mix of excitement and apprehension. “What kind of person is Zephyron?” he asked, his voice barely containing the tremors of anticipation. He could feel his heartbeat quicken at the mere thought of what awaited him.
Dael leaned back, folding his arms in contemplation, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint smile as he thought of the countless tales that had been woven around the name of the Elemental King. Those stories, rich and varied, painted Zephyron as a curious paradox in the tapestry of their world. After a moment'
