But as the days turned into weeks, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was brewing in the shadows. The Black Faes were cunning, and I knew they would not simply let us go unchallenged.

One evening, as I stood at the edge of the training grounds, I felt a shiver run down my spine. The air felt charged, electric with anticipation. I turned to see Jason approaching, his expression serious.

"Kelly," he said, his voice low, "I've been having dreams. Visions of darkness closing in, of shadows ...