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After a day of intense training, as the sky grew dark, the two decided to make a fire and cook. Glo'Mok busied himself with preparing the ingredients and couldn't help but ask Soulgear what kind of scene he dreamt of.
Soulgear sat by the fire, watching the flames, his expression becoming somewhat solemn. He recalled the images from his dream and said, "I dreamt of a dark ocean shrouded in thick fog. In that ocean, there was a massive black castle, seemingly constructed from obsidian, emitting an aura of evil."
Glo'Mok stopped his work and listened carefully to Soulgear's description. He felt that the images in the dream had a special significance, perhaps related to his grandmother's prophecy.
Soulgear continued, "In the dream, I felt a powerful dark force, as if it were trying to be released from that castle. I don't know what it is, but it made me feel uneasy."
In that dark ocean, there stands a huge castle, built of obsidian, emitting a gloomy atmosphere. The outline of the castle is blurred, like a giant black shadow, threatening all existence.
A powerful force of darkness, like rolling waves, tries to surge out from the castle, releasing unspeakable evil. This force makes me feel extremely uneasy, as if an uncontrollable disaster is about to come.
As the dream deepened, I seemed to have traversed through time and space, finding myself standing in the hall of a castle. This castle was like a nest of darkness, filled with an atmosphere of evil, making me feel uneasy. In the center of the hall, a man knelt on the ground, exhausted, holding a girl in his arms. The girl's eyes were filled with tears, crying incessantly.
The man seemed to be the owner of the castle, his face pale, his eyes weary and desperate. His hands gently stroked the girl's hair, trying to comfort her crying, but his helpless expression highlighted his powerlessness. At that moment, the dark forces became even stronger, as if they were about to tear apart the entire space. This evil power came from deep within the castle, making me feel extremely uneasy. However, I noticed that the man suddenly became ecstatic, his face showing an expression of disbelief.
In his hand, he seemed to be holding an object that emitted a strange glow, like an obsidian halo. This power seemed to come from another space, bringing him infinite strength and joy. The girl also awoke at this moment, her crying stopped, replaced by astonishment and curiosity. She gazed at the object in the man's hand, as if she could sense the power it contained. This scene left me deeply puzzled - what kind of power could make a man so ecstatic and yet so terrifying?
"The castle hall was filled with an incredible atmosphere, and I tried to understand it more deeply, but the dream seemed to have reached its limit. The dark forces tore apart the entire scene, bringing me back to reality."
Soulgear took a deep breath, his eyes still filled with memories of that nightmare. He described the dream in detail to Glo'Mok, every detail as vivid as if it were etched in his mind.
"This dream was so real, as if I were there again. The castle was filled with darkness and evil, and the man - the owner of the castle - his despair and helplessness are unforgettable. He held the girl, her tears, her crying, everything was so vivid. But what confuses me the most is the dark power. It came from deep within the castle, as if it wanted to tear everything apart. However, the man suddenly changed, as if he had found some kind of power, that item, shining brightly, seemed to be his redemption. The girl's awakening, and her curiosity about that item. This is not just a dream, it seems to be a kind of omen, or a warning. That dark power, that mysterious item, all seem to be related to our current mission," Soulgear spoke with deep contemplation. His words gave Glo'Mok a sense of unease, as if this dream carried more information, and that information might be related to the future of the entire continent.
Soulgear finished the story, and Glo'Mok carefully poured the cooked meat soup into a bowl, then handed the bowl to Soulgear. He knew that the other person's memories must have brought strong emotions, and these emotions might need some time to calm down.
Soulgear took the bowl, feeling the warmth of the hot soup. He slowly took a sip of the soup, then put down the bowl, nodding slightly in thanks. Glo'Mok knew that it was time to use the special shaman spell his grandmother had taught him.
He closed his eyes and began to chant ancient spells with concentration. His palm slowly reached out to Soulgear, and a warm energy started flowing into the other person's body. The purpose of this spell was to calm emotions and restore inner peace.
Under the influence of the spell, Soulgear gradually felt the inner turmoil and anger becoming peaceful. His breathing became more regular, and his furrowed brow gradually relaxed. Glo'Mok knew that this was only a temporary relief, but at least it could temporarily free Soulgear from the emotional troubles in the dream.
"Thank you, Glo'Mok," Soulgear said in amazement as he looked at the young shaman. "Your spell helped me release the inner turmoil."
Glo'Mok nodded humbly and replied, "It's just a little spell my grandmother taught me. I'm glad it could help you."
The two continued to have dinner by the campfire. With the absence of Soulgear's hostility, it seemed that they had established a deeper trust and understanding. Meanwhile, the mysterious power in the Shadow Valley continued to flow around them.
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