The heroes of the continent walked on a quiet valley path, on their way to their next adventure.

They had just left a small town, which said goodbye to them with joy and gratitude for having protected them from the approaching darkness, saving their homes and lives.

Gareth, the hero, was in the lead, his sharp gaze fixed on the road. On the other hand, Selene, the Valkyrie, walked next to him with a delicate and peaceful air, enjoying the views of the valley.

With them, Faelan, the elf, walked a few meters behind, while writing down his latest botanical discoveries in his travel notebook.

Suddenly, a young, childlike wizard stood in front of them. He was smiling mischievously and had a dark aura emanating from his hands.

"Greetings, old friends! I see that destiny has crossed our paths once again!" Silas, the wizard, exclaimed dramatically, gesturing with his hands and moving the dark aura with them. "I guess it's another indicator that we will fight a new battle, where I will finally emerge victorious!"

The heroes, who for a moment tensed at the sudden presence of an enemy, relaxed at the sight of Silas and put away their weapons.

"See? I told you we'd meet them again soon." Faelan said to Gareth, raising an eyebrow.

"They are persistent..." Gareth sighed, releasing the hilt of his sword and placing his hands on his hips.

Selene just smiled, thinking that their funny enemies were really cute.

"Ah! So I see you're all full of arrogance and confidence! But I will soon wipe those smiles off your faces!" Silas exclaimed, snapping his fingers at you.

"Here we go again." Faelan sighed, bringing his fingers to the bridge of his nose.

"Assistant!" Silas called you, looking in your direction. "Bring me that."