Chapter 90 - Chapter 90: A Moment of Peace

Night in Elarwyn began to reveal its long-hidden face. For months, the city had been a claustrophobic cage of yellow Spore-Fog, a place where every breath was a battle and the sky was a distant myth. But tonight, the air told a different story. Thanks to the precision of Dayat's drip-irrigation system, the lower boughs no longer exhaled the putrid, acidic fumes of oxidized Mana. Instead, the night air was startlingly light, carrying the crisp, thin chill of the high Aethera continent.