Dawn painted Anspia's edge in gentle light as the three companions assembled for their journey. Bregror towered in gleaming full-body armor, his massive war hammer resting against one shoulder—the great shield he typically carried notably absent. For this final quest, he would focus on striking while Alfraed maintained their defenses. Beside him, Salsahara's silver-runed robes flowed over her fitted leather combat attire, her slender fingers wrapped around a staff humming with arcane energy. Alfraed completed their trio, methodically checking the fastenings on his magic bag, ensuring each potion and supplies remained secure for the challenges ahead.
Mikaela and Alana, along with Snow and Blaze stood watching from a distance, their expressions a mix of worry and encouragement. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of dew and the promise of a new day.
