Revealing Fire of Life
Shani's feet touched the ground, and she took a moment to breathe deeply, trying to steady herself. It had been years since her last visit to Nathema, and the sight that greeted her was one of devastation and decay. The once-majestic Citadel and the surrounding town had not fared well over the years. The air was thick with malevolence, stemming from cultists and crusaders who had succumbed to the lure of Bogan. The twisted Voreclaws were yet another testament to the chaos, with their battles echoing in the ruins.
Grasping her staff tightly, her eyes shifted into the gaze of a hunter. The memories of allies lost, the darkness she once battled within herself, and the haunting aftermath of orders that couldn't uphold the will of Ashla, all seemed to manifest before her. The voice, ever-persistent, had guided her here to retrieve her master's blade. To do that, she'd have to confront reflections of her past. And as she ventured deeper into the ruins, the subtle sound of footsteps behind her made her realize she was not alone. Could it be an ally or another test awaiting her? The shadows held many secrets.