But now, this "Holy Road" is stained with blood, littered with gruesome spider-elf corpses, and even the Holy Tree is tainted by evil forces, looking vastly different from how she remembered.
Yet, does she truly have the right to be called a Serenia person?
As Rhea stood dazed, Catherine approached and spoke in a gentle yet firm voice, "Come, Rhea, let us... end this tragedy together."
"A thousand years have passed; Serenia should return to its former glory."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Rhea lifted her head, gazing at the elf queen's delicate face and those eyes shimmering with a silver glow, nodding heavily.
In the blink of an eye, they stood before the thick trunk of the Holy Tree, ready to open the Ancient Wood Gate and enter.
This was the sacred place where the Ancient Elf King swore to the gods, establishing Serenia.
Only those with royal blood can open it.
