Chapter 159 Enchanted Grove

• Emerging from the glowing archway, the group found themselves in a tranquil forest bathed in silver moonlight. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers. The ground beneath their feet was soft with moss, and the trees seemed to hum with a gentle energy.
• “This place feels... alive,” Mora whispered, her eyes wide with wonder.
• “It’s not just alive,” Ariella murmured, her hands brushing against the bark of a tree. “It’s enchanted. Be careful; beauty like this often hides danger.”