Chapter 117 The Trial Of The Warden

• The Warden of Thorns loomed above them, its towering form of twisted vines and glowing green eyes exuding an ancient power. The air crackled with energy as the group stood their ground, weapons ready and hearts pounding.
• “You will not defeat it by brute strength alone,” Elira whispered, her druidic senses attuned to the Warden’s presence. “It is a creature of balance, not malice. We must approach this wisely.”
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