Where to go?

Previously

…“Brave words,” he sneered, his hand beginning to glow with a faint, malevolent energy. “Let’s see how brave you are when the shadows truly begin to fall.” He raised his hand, and the air around him crackled with power. Elena braced herself, her heart still pounding, but now with a different rhythm – the rhythm of courage. The shadows on the trail had just deepened, but for the first time, Elena felt a flicker of light within herself, a nascent strength that the sorcerer, in his blind pursuit of power, could never truly understand. The map was not just a guide to a place; it was a catalyst for the journey within. And that journey, she knew, was far from over.