Rael flew towards the Necromella Forest, her mind racing with doubts. The skies grew darker as she approached the border of Hell, the air thickening with an oppressive heat. She landed at the edge of the forest, her wings folding in as she took a deep breath.

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"This is it," she whispered. "I have to be brave."

Hours passed as Rael searched the forest, finding no sign of the legendary weapon. The twisted trees and eerie silence did nothing to calm her nerves. Suddenly, she heard a low groan coming from a nearby clearing. Rael hurried towards the sound, her heart pounding.