Chapter 85 The Heart Of Elandor

• The path to the summit of the Stormspire grew steeper and more dangerous with every step. The howling winds and relentless storm made it difficult to see, but the group pressed on. Their bodies ached, their minds weary from the trials they had endured. Still, they pushed forward, knowing that the Heart of Elandor—whatever it was—held the key to saving their world.
• Kaela led them with quiet determination, her knowledge of the mountain's treacherous ways proving invaluable. The storm seemed to grow fiercer as they climbed, its energy feeding the darkness that surrounded them. Strange whispers filled the air, like the very mountain was alive, watching them with unblinking eyes.
• As they neared the summit, the storm intensified. A massive figure, cloaked in shadows, appeared in front of them. It stood taller than any man, its form shifting like smoke, but its eyes—red as blood—burned with an unnatural fire.