Chapter45

Elvis rose to his feet, his demeanor reflecting a somber contemplation. He turned to face his companions, his voice resolute as he spoke.

"Gentlemen, I am grateful for your warning. But to ensure your safety, I believe it best if we maintain a distance from each other until this situation has been resolved."

With that, Elvis cast a final glance over his shoulder and exited the inn, leaving behind an air of silence that was only broken by the soft rustle of clothing as Drew and the others hung their heads in quiet acceptance. They knew that Elvis's decision was for the best, even if it left a sense of emptiness in its wake.

Elvis made his way towards the back of a dimly lit alley. He knew that the danger was imminent and that it would be best if he kept his distance from those he held dear. With a heavy heart, he opened and stepped through the mist gate and into the busy and thriving domain plane.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, he noticed a group of elves tending to a small Dryad tree.