After braving the perilous ridge, they descended into the gentle slopes of the lesser Mount Etna — a modest peak compared to the towering majesty of Ourea, yet formidable in its own right. From Calma, Etna appeared merely as a distant silhouette, its view obscured by Ourea's immense slopes. But from Zura, the mountain revealed its full grandeur: a vast, sprawling base and peak scarred by ancient craters, each one transformed over centuries into tranquil lakes that mirrored the pale sky. Etna had long since fallen silent — an ancient volcano slumbering for over five hundred years, its fury forgotten by time.
