Darius's grin faded, his village's flames popped up in his mind, Rhoam's growl is low but fierce, his plates were clinking with suppressed tension.
The news shocked them, their unity were tested by the separation, the weight of working alone settled like a stone in their chests, their bonds with their beasts was the only anchor against the sudden uncertainty.
Master Elara detailed the missions with precision, her voice was steady as she outlined the challenges for everyone.
Kelvin's task involved a fire-wyrm, its flames scorching Valebreach's mines, disrupting the town's ore trade, its origins possibly tied to the Veil's remnants, its roars echoed through the tunnels where Kelvin's father had fallen.
The mission required taming or defeating the beast, a trial that would force Kelvin to confront his past.
