Wind and Fire's Tale: Ashes to Flame

The forest air, usually filled with the gentle whisper of wind through leaves, felt heavy and still. You, Wind Archer, knelt by the edge of the woods, your gaze fixed on the distant, ominous silhouette of Dragon's Valley. A 'boom' had echoed from that direction hours ago – a sound that tore through your heart with terrifying certainty.
Fire Spirit was there, and he was in danger. Worse, you had left him behind.
The guilt gnawed at you, a sharp contrast to the soft moss beneath your knees. Millennial Tree and the Cookiemals were safe, but the cost felt too high. You had to go. You had to bring him back. But facing the darkness that had consumed him, the 'Lord of Ashes' he had become, felt like walking into the heart of a storm with no promise of clear skies.
