Perhaps it was because she exerted too much force, a red handprint appeared on her face, and her small head tilted to the side. Her peripheral vision caught the doorway they had come through.
And over there, a layer of colorful smoke slowly climbed up the doorway, completely blocking the path they had taken.
"!"
Uffie's eyelid twitched.
At the same time, Fanen and Isha also halted their steps, because a Fog Gate appeared ahead.
The smoke perfectly isolated them from the blessing, representing hope, beyond reach.
Fanen shouted out the classic Starcraft line:
"It's a trap!"
"Faded—"
Just as everyone became alert, Stoneveil's storm carried an intoning voice into their ears.
The voice held many emotions, but the most prominent was disgust towards the Faded, or rather the adventurer invading this place.
Fanen looked up towards the source of the voice, only to see a towering figure appear on one of Stoneveil's lookout towers, with a golden light resembling the Golden Tree.
