The five Elves who had been chosen for the perilous scout mission now stood silently on one side of the grand chamber. Their gazes shifted from one another with silent understanding passing between them.
Each of them carried the weight of their duty in their hearts while knowing full well the risks they were about to face and the importance of their mission for the survival of their kind.
No words were exchanged — none were needed. A simple nod from each was sufficed as a shared acknowledgment of their resolve.
Saeldir broke the silence with a calm and measured voice.
"We have been entrusted with a task that may determine the fate of our people. Let us not falter." His piercing gaze swept over the others, his calm demeanor as an Archmage radiating confidence.
