Chapter 13 The Vault Of Dawn
- The journey to the Vault of Dawn began under a blood-colored sky. Thunder rolled over the horizon, not from storms but from distant cities where the Severed marched unseen. Time pressed in from all sides.
- Lena, Cael, and Mira traveled through Erelith’s forgotten routes—paths carved before maps existed. The pendant around Lena’s neck pulsed steadily, guiding them as though it remembered the way. It didn’t just lead her—it whispered. Fragments of long-buried knowledge surfaced in her mind: ancient sigils, long-lost names, warnings etched into the soul of the city.
- They arrived at the edge of the Eastern Ridge by twilight. There, nestled beneath the roots of a petrified grove, lay the entrance to the Vault: a black stone obelisk jutting from the earth, covered in glowing inscriptions.