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Chapter 85 – Eve of Convergence I

As the golden hues of the setting sun faded from the horizon, the eastern forest south of the plains of Rohea descended into twilight. The forest, already dense and vast, seemed to stretch endlessly, its towering pine trees forming a natural fortress. The trees stood like ancient monoliths, their rugged trunks thick and gnarled, covered with patches of moss and lichen. Their needles formed an almost impenetrable canopy above, allowing only fragmented beams of light to trickle through.

At the forest’s heart, a narrow river wove its way through the underbrush, glistening faintly in the dim light. The gentle gurgling of the water created a soothing contrast to the distant rustle of leaves swayed by the cool breeze. Birds sang their last songs of the day, their melodies echoing softly before giving way to the silence of the night. A faint mist began to rise from the river’s surface nearby,