In the tranquil aftermath of the grove's healing embrace, Ethan sat with Aric, their surroundings bathed in the ethereal glow of rejuvenation. The echoes of the recent conflict lingered, but a new understanding blossomed between them.
With a furrowed brow, Ethan gazed at Aric, his eyes reflecting a mix of concern and curiosity. The question that hung in the air finally found its voice as Ethan sought answers from his recently liberated comrade.
"Why did you attack me, Aric? What happened after you disappeared unexpectedly?" Ethan inquired, his voice carrying the weight of genuine concern.
Aric, still regaining his bearings, met Ethan's gaze with a somber expression. His eyes, once devoid of life, now held a flicker of introspection. "When I disappeared, dark clouds enveloped my consciousness. It felt like I was in a void, and my mind became a blank canvas. I couldn't recall where I was or what was happening."
A heavy silence settled between them as Aric continued, "In that darkness, something else took control. I had no agency, no awareness. I could sense the shadows manipulating my actions, but I was powerless to resist. It was as if I was a mere puppet, and my thoughts were veiled by a force beyond my comprehension."
Ethan, absorbing Aric's explanation, pondered the implications of the malevolent force that had taken hold. The mysteries of Aetheria deepened, and the quest to find their lost comrades became even more urgent.
Aric concluded, "I don't know where the others are, Ethan. The last thing I remember is the encroaching darkness. It erased my memories, leaving only fragments of a shadowed existence."
As the revelations unfolded, Ethan grappled with the enigma that shrouded Aetheria. The veil of lost memories cast a haunting shadow over their quest, propelling them deeper into the mysteries that awaits them.