The Spring of Rebirth was nothing like the ruins and wastelands that surrounded it.
The group emerged from a narrow mountain pass into a hidden valley bathed in a golden glow.
Sunlight poured down from a gap in the clouds, but it wasn't sunlight alone—it shimmered faintly, each ray carrying threads of divine energy that danced in the air like drifting petals.
The spring itself lay in the center, a wide pool of crystalline water so pure it reflected the sky like polished glass.
Around it, ivory lilies bloomed in perfect circles, and grass greener than any they had seen before swayed gently despite the still air.
It was beautiful. Peaceful. The kind of place that made the heart forget danger.
Kyle, however, did not slow his steps out of awe.
"This is it. The Spring of Rebirth."
He said quietly, scanning the perimeter.
Silvy's eyes widened as she took in the scene.
"It's… incredible. I've never felt mana like this before. It's so warm."
