Once they had finished exploring their rooms, they gathered in the living room, where Lyam guided them to the balcony. The moment the door opened, everything was silent, being greeted by a parametric view of the Primara Nations. From their vantage point, the land seemed endless. Rolling hills sprawled outward, cloaked in rich greenery that rippled in the gentle breeze. As the sun sank closer to the horizon, it painted the sky with hues of gold, amber, and soft lavender. The view was breathtaking–an awe-inspiring reminder of nature's quiet power.
" I have never witnessed anything quite like this, " Starfania said, unable to contain her wonder. The others seemed just as moved. Violet, completely enraptured, let out a soft gasp. She said in complete awe. " This is absolutely awe-inspiring! "
As they stood there, lost in the enchantment of the moment, Lyam's voice cut gently through the stillness.
" Now that you have had a chance to get settled in, " he said with calm authority, " I shall take my leave. "
With that, he turned and strode toward the entrance, his steps deliberate and measured. Just before disappearing from sight, he glanced back over his shoulder and offered a final reminder. " Oh, before I forget Starfania we are having a meeting tomorrow at noon in the grand hall. "
A chill of unease ran through Starfania. As she asked barely above a whisper. " Do you know what this meeting is about? "
Deep down, Starfania already had a feeling what it was going to be about as she took a quick glance at Aeron and Violet. They also had that same uneasy feeling that was going through their friend's mind. The whole reason Cantina told them to go to the Primara Nation was finally becoming clear. Starfania had just become the next Dragon Savior of Avalon, and the weight of that title rested heavily on her shoulders. Lyam's reply was heavy with dread. "We are preparing for a mission against VulcanFire."