The atmosphere grew heavy with the weight of the revelation. They huddled closer together, their expressions mirroring a shared sense of urgency and the need to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. Whispers of concern and questions filled the air as they tried to make sense of the dire future that lay ahead.
In that pivotal moment, a profound silence settled upon the group. Their collective gaze shifted from one another to the vast horizon, their thoughts intertwining as they contemplated the monumental task before them. The weight of responsibility settled upon their shoulders, and they knew they had to act.
"I guess we will use the Draconic Wanderer, he isn't as fast as the speedster, but he isn't half bad," Aion thought. "We will fly with him until night; if we don't find any signs of the Heradins, then we will have to attack the enemies with our numbers."
