Chapter 40. The Final Path

  The fire flared up, and amidst the rising sparks, a shadow emerged. Beligor’s figure seemed to materialize from the darkness itself, his white eyes shimmering, his voice echoing as if from a great distance.

  — The road… — he whispered.

  The half-blood sprang to her feet, her heart pounding.

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  — Where is it? — Leonel asked, gripping the hilt of his sword.

  Beligor slowly raised his hand and pointed into the distance, toward the mountain peaks hidden beyond the horizon.

  — Go to the Lost City. There, your journey will begin.

  His image began to fade, dissolving into golden and dark particles, as if light and shadow were struggling for his soul.

  — Beligor! — the half-blood took a step forward, but he only shook his head.

  — Farewell… and remember… — his voice faded, — this is not the end.

  The shadows dissipated, and the wind carried away his final words.

  Leonel exhaled slowly.

  — Then we head for the mountains.

  No one answered. They all understood—this journey would change their fates forever.