Guardians Of The Last Dragon

The Lost City

The Lost City

The five of them walked out of the throne room, their powers still surging from their battle against Xarath. As they emerged into the bright sunlight, they were greeted by a sight that took their breath away.

Before them lay a vast desert, its sands stretching out towards the horizon. And in the distance, they saw a city, its towers and spires rising up from the sand like a mirage.

"That is the lost city of Zerzura," Lyra said, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "A place of ancient power and wisdom, where the secrets of Tenria await."

As they walked towards the city, they felt a strange power emanating from it. It was as if the city was alive, its walls pulsing with a strange energy.

As they entered the city, they saw that it was filled with wonders. They saw buildings that seemed to be made of pure light, and streets that were paved with a glittering silver stone. And they saw creatures that defied explanation, beings of pure energy that flitted through the streets.

As they walked, they came to a great temple, its entrance guarded by a pair of massive stone statues. The statues depicted beings of great power, their eyes blazing with a light that seemed almost divine.

"This is the temple of the ancient ones," Lyra said, her voice filled with reverence. "Where the secrets of Tenria await."

As they entered the temple, they saw that it was filled with ancient artifacts, relics of a civilization that had long since passed into memory. And at the far end of the temple, they saw a great crystal, its surface etched with strange symbols and markings.

"This is the crystal of the ancient ones," Lyra said, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "A key to unlocking the secrets of Tenria, and a powerful weapon against the forces of darkness."

But as they reached out to take the crystal, they were confronted by a figure that emerged from the shadows. It was Xarath, its eyes blazing with a power that seemed almost divine.

"You shall not have the crystal," Xarath said, its voice like ice. "For it is the key to unlocking the secrets of Tenria, and I will stop at nothing to claim it."

And with that, the battle began. The five of them stood together, their powers surging as they faced off against Xarath and its minions. The battle raged on for hours, the outcome hanging in the balance.

But in the end, it was the five of them who emerged victorious, their powers combined in a blast of energy that sent Xarath flying across the temple.

But as they approached the crystal, they saw that Xarath was not lying on the ground, defeated. Instead, it was standing, its eyes gleaming with a malevolent light.

"You may have won this battle," Xarath said, its voice like ice. "But I will never die. I will always return, to serve my master and bring darkness to Tenria."

And with that, Xarath disappeared, its body dissolving into nothingness. The five of them knew that it had not been defeated, but had instead been sent back to its master, the villainous being known only as "The Shadow."

"The Shadow will not be pleased," Lyra said, her eyes gleaming with concern. "Xarath will report our victory, and The Shadow will send even more powerful minions to defeat us."

The five of them knew that they had to be prepared, for the battles ahead would be even more fierce and intense. But they were ready, for they knew that they were the guardians of Tenria, and they would stop at nothing to protect it.