The soft rustle of leaves filled the air as you and Aether traversed through the dense forests of Sumeru. The golden Traveler led the way, his confident steps clearing a path for you to follow. The afternoon sun filtered through the canopy, creating a mosaic of light and shadow on the ground.

“Aether,” you called out, adjusting your bag. “Are we sure this is the right way? It feels like we’ve been walking in circles.”

He glanced back, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. “Trust me. The ruins should be just past this ridge. Besides, it’s not about the destination, is it?”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly. “You sound like you’re quoting an old proverb.”

Paimon swooped down between the two of you, hands on her hips. “Hey, hey! Don’t forget Paimon’s the one who pointed out the map earlier! Aether wouldn’t have found the route without me!”