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Chapter 240 Crossing threshold : Into the den

The expanse seemed to whisper tales of uncharted territories and unfathomable wonders. It invoked a sense of wonderment akin to standing on the cusp of the unknown.

Kevin's attention shifted from the enigmatic walls to Keith, whose emotions were reminiscent of those shifting walls—fluctuating between happiness, anger, moments of childlike glee, and occasional flashes of jealousy. However, at this moment, her emotional landscape had seemingly come to a standstill. Now frozen in a semblance of sadness. Since the previous night, she had fallen into a deep silence. She hadn't even spoken to Yelena, despite mentioning that she wanted to. Throughout the night, she had slept soundlessly in his arms, a departure from her usual self. Yet, Kevin refrained from pushing her to talk or take any action; he understood that healing took time and patience.

However, the looming reality persisted in his mind: not everyone would be together at the culmination of this adventure they hadn't even embarked on yet. More than half of their party would depart. This weighty knowledge cast a pall over the mood of the group, one that didn't bode well for morale.

With an air of determination, Keyara stepped up, positioning herself in front of the fluid-like wall, facing her gathered companions. Her gaze wandered across each face, holding onto their attention for more than just a fleeting moment before she drew in a breath to speak.

"Dear companions," her voice echoed through the hushed space, carrying a tone both resolute and tender. "As we stand here, on the precipice of this unknown journey, it's inevitable that some among us will depart from the Demitia family upon our return from the den." She paused, her eyes wandering toward the quivering, obscured expanse beyond the walls.

"But," she continued, her voice gaining strength, "let us not allow the impending partings to overshadow the moments we have now. We're yet to step into the heart of the unknown, and until then, why let desolation cloud our spirits? We possess ample time to share, to forge bonds stronger than any imminent departure."

Her gaze shifted, meeting the eyes of each member gathered there, her words carrying a sincere and heartfelt plea. "Each of us ventured here for our unique reasons, driven by diverse motives, but we're unified in this shared endeavor. We're a collective, bound not just by our individual goals but by the camaraderie, the memories we'll forge together in the days that lie ahead."

"There's a poignant beauty in this unity," she continued, her voice rich with emotion. "Despite our diverging paths, we stand as one. Let us not succumb to the shadows of uncertainty or the weight of our future farewells. Instead, let's cherish the present, cherish each other, and march forward united, supporting one another through the trials that await us."

Her speech concluded, leaving a reverberating silence, a shared understanding lingering in the air, as the weight of her words settled among the group.

And her steed took a step toward the liquid walls, followed by the others. Keyara's demeanor seemed a bit lighter now, and even Keith appeared less melancholic. Kevin moved closer and spoke softly, "I'm not sure if her speech lightened your mood, but know this even if everyone else leaves, which they won't, but even if they did, I'll still be here for you always forever."

Keith, taken aback by his words, looked at him with a mix of surprise and gratitude. Her face softened into a slight, sad smile as she nodded in acknowledgment. "Thanks."

"No need for thanks, you're my babe, and I've don't leave my babes alone," Kevin replied warmly, a smile playing on his lips. Being on different mounts, he refrained from leaning in for a kiss, although he wanted to.

Keith nodded in understanding, turning her attention back to the grey wall with a gentle smile. Kevin, seeing her smile, faced forward, casting one last glance at the vast blue sky before guiding his steed through the walls and onto the other side.

As Whisky crossed the walls and Kevin followed suit, he cautiously extended his hand towards the shimmering surface. Mimicking what others had done, he pushed his hand through, feeling a tingling sensation spread across his skin. In an instant, his face disappeared into the liquid wall, everything blurring before he found himself on the other side, surrounded by Keyara and the rest of the group. Some emerged behind him, their eyes fixated on the dark forest illuminated by the silver moon above.

The eerie symphony of wind mixed with the gently flowing water created an unsettling ambiance, the only audible sounds in this expansive forest.

As they stood on the other side, the sight before them was nothing short of mesmerizing. The dark forest lay ahead, bathed in the ethereal glow of the silver moon, casting haunting shadows that danced among the trees. The moonlight dappled the forest floor, creating an otherworldly scene that seemed both enchanting and foreboding.

"It's not as bad as I imagined from the pictures," Stuart remarked, emerging from the walls with a surprised expression.

"Well, cameras can't quite capture the beauty our eyes can see," Benny replied, clicking away with the camera, much like everyone else in the group.

Keyara took in the view, her eyes scanning the surroundings. With a determined tone, she turned to the group, her voice carrying a hint of resolve. "We've crossed the threshold group. Whatever lies ahead, we face it together. Let's move forward."