A few days later.
Deep into the Eternal Beast Dynasty.
Hour of Snake. (11:00 PM - 12:00 AM )
The Verdant Elder stood at the edge of a jagged black cliff, high above the forest below.
Dense greenery spread out in every direction, but the cliff itself was bare—nothing but dark stone scarred by time. The winds blew quietly here, whistling through the rocks like whispers of the past.
It had been a few days since his fight with Aksai. A few long, silent days.
He had gone deep into the heart of the Eternal Beast Dynasty, far from any prying eyes or old enemies. Here, no one followed. Even Aksai hadn't left a trace.
The demon beast had spent his time healing, meditating, and preparing. His body had mended. His mind had sharpened. He had cast off the chains of his past trials. Now, he was ready.
A deep breath entered his lungs. Cold night air filled his chest, heavy with Spirit essence from the forest below.
