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Chapter 48: The Guardian and the Archon; The Cursed Shadow
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[The Portal to Solaria]

The group followed Galen in a cautious line, their boots crunching against the thick snow of the Winter Land of Vexus. The chill bit at their skin despite their layered cloaks. The landscape stretched endlessly, a haunting expanse of silver and white, with skeletal trees framing the horizon. Their breaths turned to clouds, and the air carried a quiet stillness, broken only by the distant howling of the wind.

Kael glanced ahead, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his sword. "Where are you taking us?" he muttered, his words almost lost in the frosty air.

Galen, the elf-like knight in golden armor, walked with purpose, his movements fluid and deliberate. He didn’t respond, his gaze locked on the path ahead.

Not far into their trek, the terrain began to change. Towering trees loomed ahead, their thick trunks encased in a shimmering frost. Among them stood one tree unlike any other—a colossus, ancient and awe-inspiring. Its trunk seemed to stretch endle
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