The tension in the command tent was palpable as Reign's words hung in the air. They had come so far, faced countless dangers, and now stood on the threshold of their evolution to the Power Realm.
Each member of the team bore the scars of their battles—physical, emotional, and mental—but their resolve remained unshaken. Around the table, faces were grim with determination, eyes reflecting the weariness of their recent trials, but also the glimmer of hope that their efforts would soon bear fruit.
Amelia, who had joined their faction along with her group from the attacked base, spoke up first, her voice steady despite the gravity of the situation. "We've seen what we're up against, and we've managed to gain a lot of info these last couple of weeks, with a final push, we'll be ready."
