For days, they trekked through dense fog and tangled trees until they stumbled upon an ancient stone doorway, half-buried in moss and time. Elen translated the worn inscription above it: “Here lie the Bound Ones. Let none disturb their sleep.”
Of course, they went in.
The stone corridor beneath was cold, silent, and clawed with strange marks. As they descended, strange whispers echoed through the dark. At the bottom, the explorers found a massive cavern—a forgotten temple to something long banished. Giant stone statues ringed the chamber, and in the center sat a black obelisk pulsing faintly with sickly green light.
Then the statues moved.
They weren’t statues—they were monsters, sealed for centuries. Hulking, horned, and armored in scales of stone and shadow, they woke slowly… then attacked violently.
The first blow crushed Juno’s shoulder. Korr drove his twin blades into one beast's eye, but was swatted away like a doll. Bran fired arrows tipped with silver, each one embedding deep into the creatures—but it barely slowed them. Elen, panicked, shouted out an incantation from her ancient book. Light burst from the obelisk, freezing the monsters in place for just a moment.
That was all they needed.
Captain Voss lit a firebomb and threw it at the obelisk. It shattered in a blast of light and force, and the monsters screamed as their bodies cracked, crumbled, and turned to dust.
Silence returned to the chamber.
Only four of them left alive, bruised and bloodied, but victorious. Elen collected a shard of the obelisk, whispering that it needed to be studied. Captain Voss disagreed—but kept the team moving. Blackstone Ridge would never be the same, and what they had found below might not be the last of the Bound Ones.
But for now, the monsters were dead.
And the world was safe.
For now.
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