Chapter 4 The shadow in the night

Mist crept over the Whispering Woods, shrouding the ancient trees in mystery. Lyra, now a skilled apprentice, ventured into the woods, seeking a rare herb for Kael's latest potion. The amulet's power hummed within her, attuning her senses to the mystical energies surrounding her. As she knelt to gather the herb, a faint whisper echoed through the mist. Lyra's heart quickened, recognizing the soft, raspy voice – Malakar. "Lyra, dear apprentice," Malakar's voice dripped with malice, "Kael's secrets are not yours to keep.

The Amulet of Eldrid's true power belongs to me." Lyra stood tall, her hand instinctively reaching for the amulet. "I won't let you claim it, Malakar. The balance of Tenaria's magic is at stake." Malakar's laughter echoed through the woods, sending shivers down Lyra's spine. "Balance is a weakness, Lyra. Embrace the darkness, and together we can rule Tenaria." With a surge of determination, Lyra conjured a protective barrier, repelling Malakar's dark energy. The mist swirled, revealing a glimpse of Malakar's twisted form before he vanished into the shadows. Lyra knew the encounter was far from over. Malakar's influence seeped into the woods, corrupting the ancient magic. She hastened back to Kael, determined to strengthen her abilities and thwart Malakar's sinister plans.