The ancient forest whispered secrets through its gnarled branches as the hero pressed onward, boots sinking into moss-choked earth. Shadows clung to the jagged ruins ahead, their broken arches clawing at a blood-red sky. Somewhere in that skeletal labyrinth, the dragon's heartbeat thrummed—a slow, tectonic rhythm vibrating in the marrow of bones. The stench of smoldering iron filled every breath, the air itself tasting of war and forgotten oaths. Fingers tightened around the hilt as memories surged—villages reduced to ash-choked silence, the weight of a child's carved wooden knight pressed against his chest. Tonight, the stars would bear witness to endings and beginnings, to fire meeting forged steel beneath the gaze of crumbling gods.
Guide your glowing orb through the course to reach the target zone.
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