Chapter 54 Echoes of a Shattered Past

The silence in the Whispering Glade stretched taut, heavy with unspoken questions and the unsettling hum of otherworldly energy. The cloaked figure, a representative of the Order of the Watchers, stood before them, their voice a haunting melody echoing in their minds. "Are you prepared to face the truth?" the Watcher asked once more, their words seemingly resonating from the very fabric of the glade itself. Friesland, ever the Captain, met the Watcher's gaze with steely determination. They had faced an entity that threatened to consume their city, a darkness they could barely comprehend. The truth, however unsettling, could not be worse than the unknown. "We are," he declared, his voice firm despite the tremor that ran through him. Elizabeth and the Scholar, their faces etched with a mixture of apprehension and resolve, nodded in agreement. The unknown was a gnawing fear, but the truth, however harsh, might hold the key to safeguarding their city. A flicker of something akin to ap