POV: Alex
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the ancient forest as we ventured deeper into its heart. The air was thick with anticipation and a touch of magic, the kind that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Riley walked beside me, her presence a steadying force in the midst of the unknown.
Elara led the way, her steps sure and confident. She seemed to glide over the forest floor, her knowledge of this hidden path evident in every movement. Behind us, Mason and David followed closely, their expressions a mix of determination and wariness.
“We’re almost there,” Elara whispered, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves.
We emerged into a small clearing, the center dominated by an ancient stone archway covered in intricate runes. The air
