Dawn filtered through the window lattice, casting a faint golden glow over the archaic staff. Lu Chen traced the intricate patterns carved into the wood, his heart filled with a mixture of awe and uncertainty.
"This staff seems to be more than just a casting tool," Huo Yao's voice broke the silence beside him. "I can sense a vast amount of energy contained within it, and also..."
"And the will of the ancient elves," Lu Chen finished for her, his tone grave.
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