CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: CONVERGING STORM.

CONVERGING STORM.

Eldon guided the party through the thick woodland while maintaining a firm grip on the map.

They had come a long way thanks to the old parchment, which was covered in mysterious markings and symbols. The mood became strained as they hiked, the weight of their task hanging over them.

They had been on the road for days, taking short breaks just to rest. Eldon would spend hours every night poring over the map, following the paths to the places where the pieces of the Shadow King's power were indicated.

The Whispering Caves, a system of tunnels purportedly full with echoes of old magic, was the first stop on the itinerary.

Walking next to him, Kyra kept an eye out for any indications of danger. Her voice was low as she questioned, "How much further, Eldon?"

Eldon quickly studied the map. "Not too much farther. By dusk, we ought to arrive at the cave entrance."

Marcus came back to the group after scouting ahead. "For the time being, the road is clear, but we must be