Deep inside the Crag of Wolves, the thick, damp fog grew increasingly dense, swirling around the treacherous stone paths like a living shroud. The elite core-region factions continued their rapid advance, their elegant leather boots barely making a sound as they navigated the rocky terrain.
"Maintain this exact pace," said the young leader of a prominent core squad, his eyes darting across the misty cliffs. "The commoner trash behind us will be stuck fighting the shadow wolves for at least another hour. We will reach the inner gate completely unscathed."
"Captain, look behind us!" said one of his teammates, his voice suddenly spiking with a sharp note of panic. "There is something... something is moving through the fog at an impossible speed!"
"Don't be ridiculous, nothing can move that fast under the array's—"
