The council members exchanged glances, absorbing the gravity of Reign's revelation. The urgency of the situation became apparent, and they quickly formulated a plan to address both threats simultaneously. Athlaston, despite his initial skepticism, recognized the importance of Reign's information.
"Very well, young one. We shall muster our forces and prepare for a counteroffensive against the secondary force. Your task is to reclaim the outpost and eliminate the battalion. We trust in your abilities," Athlaston declared, his stern demeanor revealing a sense of determination.
Reign nodded, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. "I will not fail you. By morning, the outpost will be back under Irason's control."
With the council members mobilizing the kingdom's defenses, Reign returned to the outpost with a newfound purpose. The night had progressed, and the moon illuminated the battlefield, casting an ethereal glow over the landscape.
