Evening settled slowly across the Sanatan Flame Sect.
The golden glow of the setting sun stretched across the mountain peaks, painting the clouds beyond the cliffs in shades of orange and crimson. Spirit lanterns gradually awakened throughout the sect grounds as disciples moved between courtyards and halls, their conversations blending with the distant sounds of training and preparation.
Despite the peaceful atmosphere, everyone knew something important was happening tonight.
The area before the Main Hall was unusually lively despite the late hour. Spirit lanterns hanging beneath the eaves bathed the courtyard in a warm golden glow, casting long shadows across the stone ground as the mission team gathered one by one.
