Despite their lost hopes, the Villagers still held onto a glimmer of hope in their hearts. They realized that all wasn't lost. The stabbing of the Archmage didn't break their spirits or extinguish their will to survive. In fact, it felt like a new beginning, with many challenges still ahead.
Lucas, deeply engrossed in thoughts about the mysterious allies who might be aiding them from behind the scenes, remained silent. His sole objective was to ensure the safety of everyone present. Though he felt powerless, he understood that taking action was better than doing nothing at all.
"Lucas," called Lin, diverting his attention to the skies.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Lucas quickly responded, "Yes?"
"I don't know what Zarmon will do next, but I hope it's not something drastic!" Lin expressed, as if he possessed the gift of foresight.
"Zarmon won't--"
