C135 DAY OF THE MOVE FOR ALL THREE FAMILIES

The sky over Emberfall Village was divided into two—one half shivering with dawn light, the other crawling with thick, strange clouds that shone slightly red. The villagers whispered in fear, pulling their children close as a low rumble echoed through the earth.

Something old had awakened.

And every soul felt it.

Elara stood at the edge of the forest