CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

Scarlett’s POV

As we ventured forth, the daunting beauty of the mountains unfolded before us. Majestic peaks pierced the sky, their snow-capped summits glistening under the morning sun. The air grew crisp and thin as we ascended higher, and our steps became more cautious as we navigated treacherous paths carved into the rugged terrain.

Our party moved in a solemn procession, our footsteps muffled by the weight of our purpose. The silence among us was palpable, each of us lost in our own thoughts, contemplating the journey that lay ahead. The ancient temple, its significance etched into our minds, hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the task that awaited us.

As we trekked through the rugged terrain, the mountains stood tall and imposing, their peaks seemingly touching the heavens. They exuded an aura of ancient wisdom, as if they had witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations. The very air we breathed felt charged with a mix of anticipation and foreboding, as if nature itse