The legend of the sun-blessed child

Part I: Chapter III

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Flynn and Kristoff venture into the snowy wilderness to hunt the monsters that wiped out Anna's escort. The silence is soon broken by the sudden appearance of twisted, wolf-like creatures. A fierce battle ensues as they fight off the pack. Just when the fight seems too much, a mysterious archer, Robin Hood, appears, helping to defeat the creatures with his precise shots. Introducing himself as a "traveler" and the infamous bandit from the stories, Robin reveals that he and his men have been trapped in the fjord, brought there by forces they don't understand. He hints at a prophecy involving Flynn, drawing him deeper into the mysterious fate he's tied to. Reluctantly, Flynn agrees to follow Robin into the dark forest for answers. Meanwhile, back in the shaft, Anna, Kristoff, and their companions learn more about the prophecy that connects Arendelle and Corona, with a suggestion that Atohallan might hold the key to understanding it. As the sage offers to reach out to Elsa for help, a more dire situation unfolds in Atohallan itself. Elsa, meditating within the sacred ice chamber, senses an approaching danger. The Titans, massive elemental beings, march toward Atohallan, threatening to destroy everything. With the help of the Nokk, Elsa engages in an intense battle, freezing and holding off the Titans with her ice magic. However, her victory is short-lived as Hades, the god of the Underworld, appears, mocking her efforts and reviving the Titans. Elsa, exhausted and overwhelmed, collapses, only to be saved at the last moment by the sage, who teleports her to safety.

The dark forest loomed around them, its ancient trees twisted and gnarled, their branches reaching out like skeletal hands. Flynn walked alongside Robin, Marian, and the Merrymen, their breaths visible in the cold air. The tension was thick, but for now, they were safe—inside Robin's tent, surrounded by the warmth of the fire and the quiet murmurs of the men planning their next steps. Flynn had already heard Robin's tale—how he and his companions had been inexplicably transported to this strange land, far from their home in Sherwood. Now, they were strategizing, trying to make sense of the dark force plaguing the fjord. Outside the tent, the trees rustled ominously, the wind carrying faint howls through the night. Inside, the atmosphere was tense yet filled with purpose. A large map was spread out on the wooden table, marking the dark forest's labyrinthine layout and the distant peaks where their enemy's den was believed to be. Flynn stood over the map, deep in thought, his golden hair catching the dim firelight as the Merrymen gathered around, waiting for a plan to emerge.

"We know the wolves are being controlled by something far more powerful," Robin began, his fox-like ears twitching with the ambient noise of the forest. His sharp eyes darted between the map and Flynn. "But we still don't know who—or what—is behind it."

"They're not normal wolves," Marian added, her tone thoughtful but edged with concern. "Whatever's controlling them, it's something far darker."

Flynn, sitting cross-legged near the fire, nodded in agreement, but his thoughts were elsewhere. He could picture Aby in his mind—wherever she was, she was in danger. Every second they spent strategizing felt like a second wasted, but he knew they had to be smart. Rushing in blindly would only end in disaster.