[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Quadling Country]
[Glinda's Castle]
Strangely enough, the Good Witch did not guide them deeper into the castle's winding interior. Instead, she led them outward—through tall archways and past the final threshold—until stone gave way to open air.
They stepped onto a vast cliffside.
The castle loomed behind them while ahead stretched an open expanse that felt almost too large to fully take in at once. Far below, the land broke into a rocky terrain—patches of forest scattered between rugged stone, the horizon softened by distance.
The air felt clearer out here.
"Yes, this will serve us rather nicely," Glinda mused, her tone almost pleased with the setting as her gaze swept across the open space as though measuring something.
