Orion inwardly shook his head at Lumi’s remark, a soft smile playing upon his lips as he silently refrained from responding.
He quietly enjoyed the warmth of the campfire and the gentle chatter of his friends around him, their faces glowing softly in the flickering firelight.
As the night slowly deepened, the group gradually quieted down, their conversations slowly turning into silence.
Orion watched as Arya leaned sleepily against Emilia, murmuring softly about tomorrow’s adventure, while Kale and Elias discussed strategies quietly, each voicing confident expectations of the challenges awaiting them.
Eventually, one by one, everyone rose from their places, exchanging goodnights before heading to their respective tents.
Orion lingered a little longer beside the dying embers of the fire, eyes thoughtful, reflecting on the path that had brought him here and the friends that surrounded him now.
***
The next morning dawned clear and bright, sunlight filtering softly through the dense trees around the campsite.
The group swiftly dismantled their tents, packed their belongings, and once again set off southwest, toward the distant edge of the kingdom.
Time blurred softly as their carriages traveled onward. Dense greenery began to replace the cultivated landscapes, sprawling fields of tall, lush grass rippling gently under the breeze.
The specialized mana beasts pulling their carriages navigated the thick undergrowth relatively easily, their powerful steps undeterred by the rough terrain.
Eventually, the party reached an open flatland, sprawling out beneath an endless sky of pale blue, bordered by jagged, moss-covered mountainsides.
In the distance, nestled against the mountains, they could see the faint outlines of a few hastily set up scout camps, small, rudimentary, and filled by visibly low-tier adventurers.
Orion’s group had clearly arrived ahead of the major forces that would undoubtedly soon follow.
The carriages halted carefully, their mana beasts letting out contented huffs as they stretched.
Lucan quickly descended from the front carriage, calmly scanning their surroundings, his expression composed yet vigilant.
"Looks good, no other force seems to have arrived yet."
The rest of the group stepped down as well, hearing his words, anticipation flashing clearly within each of their eyes. They wasted no time, quickly donning their carefully prepared armors, each piece meticulously checked and secured tightly.
Orion calmly stepped aside, his gaze slightly serious as he retrieved a specially forged Black-Gold Dragon Armor from his storage ring.
The armor gleamed darkly, reflecting a subtle metallic luster under the warm sun, intricate runic engravings shimmering faintly across its surface.
Selene had personally crafted this armor for him, imbued with unique properties specifically tailored for Orion’s needs.
Although it couldn’t remain intact during his Draconian transformation, the armor had a specialized self-disassembling mechanism.
It would seamlessly break apart, the pieces securely retracting into Orion’s storage ring whenever his body expanded into his draconic form, ensuring he would not be hindered in battle.
Orion quickly donned the armor piece by piece, the reinforced metal plates fitting snugly against his physique, giving him substantial protection without compromising his agility or strength.
Completing the set, he calmly fastened the pauldrons and adjusted the light gauntlets, feeling fully prepared for whatever might await them in the depths of the mysterious ruins.
Nearby, Fiora and Rina carefully secured their own armor, each exchanging determined glances and nods.
Arya, Emilia, and Sylvia tightened leather straps, adjusted metal plating, and confidently readied their weapons, while Elias, Felira, Nyss, and Kale meticulously checked their individual gear, a solemn determination visible in each of their expressions.
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