Chapter 136 Whispers Of The Enclave

• Emerging from the silver doorway, the group found themselves in a serene forest unlike any they had traversed before. Towering trees stretched skyward, their leaves shimmering with a soft, golden glow. The air was rich with the scent of blooming flowers, and a gentle hum of energy resonated through the ground.
• “This place feels... alive,” Ariella murmured, her hand brushing the bark of a tree.
• “It is alive,” Eryndor said, its wings flickering. “We’ve entered the Enclave of Lumora, a sacred sanctuary for those attuned to magic. But tread carefully. Not all who dwell here are welcoming.”