Chapter 69 Shadows Of The Vale

• The Obsidian Vale was silent, save for the faint hum of unnatural energy that seemed to vibrate through the air. Each step the group took was cautious, their senses on high alert. The ground beneath them felt brittle, cracking slightly under their weight as if it might collapse at any moment.
• “This place is wrong,” Grimshaw muttered, gripping his staff tightly. “The magic here is twisted.”
• Ariella held the fragment close, its faint light barely cutting through the darkness. “The fragment feels weaker here, as if something is suppressing it.”