After the return of Dark Shadow and Alexandria, a strange, almost ethereal excitement settled over the Emerald Green Forest.
The air felt a little lighter.
The wind carried a faint sweetness, and the rustling of the leaves sounded more melodic than before.
Even the mana-infused greenery seemed more alive—lush ferns uncurled like waking serpents, and ancient trees glimmered faintly under moonlight, as if rejoicing in silent harmony.
That energy pulsed strongest near the wooden castle, where a perpetual atmosphere of celebration had taken root.
Laughter echoed through the halls.
The thump of dancing feet reverberated on polished wooden floors. Jugs of fruit wine passed from hand to hand. Spirits rose high, and so did hope.
Even the spiritual beasts, once wary of the growing human presence, began appearing more frequently, drawn to the sanctuary's newfound warmth.
And just like that, a month passed in the blink of an eye.
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