THE DEMON LORD AND THE FAIRY

streets, once bustling with the fervor of rebuilding, now echoed with an unsettling silence. The people moved

ers brushed the cool stone, tracing the intricate runes that had been carved by his father, Lord Elias, cent

the heavy wooden door. Turning, he saw his brothers-Co

mo said, his voice low.

weight of their shared burden. "The storm

ckering at his fingertips. "But why

symbols. Father's warning was clear. If the ring ever stirr

houghts. The weight of their father's legacy pressed upon them, a ma

er with each passing second. The brothers exchanged startl

d, his hand instinctively reac

is voice commanding. To

heir steeds. The city gates opened with a groan, revealing the path

idden Land, a dense fog enveloped them, obscuring their vision. The air grew thick wit

, his voice steady des

corched and cracked. At its center stood a pedestal, upon which rested the F

ockwave through the air. The brothers staggered b

ing figure cloaked in shadows. His eyes glowed with an eerie r

Land? the figure's voice boomed,

gesture of peace. We seek to understand t

lls down their spines. The ring has chose

erupted, sending the brothers sprawling. As they struggled to

to push the figure back. But the figur

gure, their combined might clashing against his dark energy. The batt

lsed once more, its light blinding. And then, as

s battered and broken. The figure was gone,

is breath labored. We... we m

. "But how? If the ring's p

d, his voice filled with dete

Forbidden Ring between them-a symbol of their father's le