"We're here," Ryze said casually.
As he spoke, he led Link out onto a vast, emerald-green prairie. Beneath the silvery glow of the moonlight, a gentle breeze stirred the blades of grass, sending rippling waves of green and silver dancing across the land.
In the distance, on a hill at the far end of the grassland, several tent-shaped shadows could be faintly seen silhouetted against the skyline. And if one listened closely, the faint, muffled sound of horn blasts could also be heard echoing through the night.
Ryze extended a finger, pointing toward the shadows of the tents ahead, and spoke in a hushed tone. "That's the Skullsplitter Clan's territory."
"Skullsplitter Clan..."
Link silently mouthed the name to himself, noting it with care. His gaze shifted further beyond the tents, where he noticed a towering cylindrical structure rising hundreds of meters into the sky.
The thing was so bizarre and out of place that Link couldn't immediately process what he was looking at.
