Several days passed after the dangerous escape from Mount Draknor.
Arian and his companions traveled across wide valleys and shining rivers. The magical map continued glowing softly inside Arian's bag, guiding them toward their next destination.
Finally, one morning, they reached a high hill overlooking a magnificent city.
Arian stopped in amazement.
"Is that… Lunareth?"
Before them stood the legendary Crystal City of Lunareth.
The entire city seemed to be built from shining crystal towers that reflected sunlight like rainbows. Bridges made of glowing stone connected tall spires, and magical lights floated in the air like tiny stars.
Lyra smiled.
"This city is the center of magical knowledge in Eldoria."
"Many powerful sorcerers live here."
Draven looked around cautiously.
"Let's hope they welcome us."
As they entered the city gates, several crystal-armored guards approached them.
One guard looked directly at Arian.
"State your purpose in Lunareth."
Arkon stepped forward.
"We seek knowledge in the Grand Library."
The guard examined them carefully, then nodded.
"You may enter."
Inside the city, Arian saw wonders everywhere.
Magical fountains floated in the air. Crystal birds flew across the sky. Wizards walked along glowing streets carrying ancient books.
Lyra led them toward the largest tower in the city.
"This is the Grand Library of Lunareth," she said.
"Inside this place lies the history of Eldoria."
Arkon nodded.
"If anyone knows the truth about the Forbidden Map… it will be here."
But far away beyond the mountains, dark clouds were gathering again.
Malvyr's army was slowly marching toward Lunareth.