The next day.

Chu Xun and the brittle confederacy of humans and Lost Races champions came together to the Hanyang Peak. The soft morning fog veiled much of the upper half of the summit, but it did little to obscure the rainbow-like radiance shining at the top.

They barely got near and the enchantment, sensing their arrival, shimmered as if to greet them, enveloping the entire mid-hill to bar them from climbing. But they could see that the myriad-colored lights were ...