Chapter 177 The Hidden Talisman

• The winds howled through the dense forest as Ariella, Kael, Ralgar, and their companions made their way deeper into the wilds. The dense trees seemed to close in around them, their thick branches creating a canopy so dense that little sunlight pierced through. The only sounds were the distant rustle of leaves and the steady rhythm of their footsteps.
• “The amulet is close,” Ariella murmured, her eyes scanning the darkened forest ahead. Her magic was pulling her toward something, a faint warmth in the air, a whisper of power that seemed to call to her. “I can feel it.”
• Ralgar, always the cautious one, stopped in his tracks. “I don’t like this,” he said quietly, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. “This place feels… off.”