Grace raised her glass and smiled.”

Cheers, everyone! No need for formality. Dig in and enjoy yourselves.”

Seeing the tempting array of dishes, the disciples of the Embersteel Order eagerly indulged, savoring each bite without hesitation. As rounds of wine flowed, their camaraderie began to flourish.

“Ms. Linsor, Dustin, judging by your appearances, you’re not locals. Are you also on the hunt for the treasure?” Jackson subtly asked.

“Yes, we heard of treasures in the Deadlands, so we assembled a team for the challenge and to gain some experience,” she replied candidly.

It was universally understood that anyone braving the dangerous Deadlands was on a quest for its hidden treasures. Considering the treacherous nature of the terrain, the idea of visiting for leisure was entirely dismissed.

the Deadlands carries significant risks,” Jackson cautioned, eyeing

fatal, and it seems neither of you is accustomed to handling such dangers. You should rethink

concern. “Jackson, I appreciate your warning, but we have our reasons for

for you,” Jackson suggested. Dustin, intrigued, joined the

is to explore the sudden

of your words, Jackson,” an Embersteel Order’s disciple interjected cautiously. The caution stemmed

the hesitation, Dustin reassured, “If there’s something you

There’s no need for secrets,”

in the Deadlands. Word is, it’s expanding rapidly and might be hiding some

supernatural. Our sect has tasked us with exploring it thoroughly to

oasis, and we’re planning to explore it too,” Grace

like we’re on the same page. Rumor has it that once you step into the oasis, it’s a one-way ticket -no one ever makes it out. We’re in

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