1185 The Two Major Hydra Breeders

Morning arrived with a gentle warmth, casting a soft golden glow over the landscape. Michael, Gaya, and Vedora, perched atop Gaya's shoulder, made their way to the Ironfist Beast Tamers. The guild, known for its expertise in handling formidable creatures, stood imposingly against the backdrop of Sagespire's lush environment.

As they approached the guild's grand entrance, a young elf with bright, curious eyes welcomed them. His gaze lingered on Gaya, sensing something extraordinary about her presence. 

"Good morning," he greeted them, his voice tinged with reverence.

"Can we meet Borgin now?" Michael inquired, his tone direct yet respectful. The quest from the system weighed on his mind, a secret known only to him.

"Of course, follow me," he said, leading them through the intricate corridors of the guild. Their steps echoed on the wooden floors, hinting at the history and countless stories that had unfolded within these walls.