Z land

Previously

…Elara placed a hand on my arm, her touch grounding me. "We will pay it, Guardian," she said, her voice firm. "Together." The Guardian’s blue eyes seemed to soften, or perhaps it was just the shifting light. "Then let the trial begin," it resonated, and the ground beneath us pulsed once more, a powerful, resonant beat that seemed to shake the very foundations of Z Land. The violet leaves of the obsidian tree unfurled further, casting long, dancing shadows across the clearing, and I knew, with a chilling certainty, that the true test of Z Land had only just begun.