The battle raged on within the crystal's projection, capturing the intense clash between elemental mastery and demonic onslaught. However, as time passed, a somber realization settled among the leaders.
Sect Master Althea, her discerning eyes fixed on the crystal, felt a heaviness in her chest. The carnage unfolding before her, the sacrifice of countless lives, weighed on her like an insurmountable burden. She couldn't bear the thought of the impending doom that awaited the defenders in the first defense.
With a heavy sigh, Sect Master Althea excused herself from the room. The echo of the crystal's projection continued to cast a haunting light on the faces of the leaders left behind, their expressions a mixture of concern and silent acknowledgment of the dire situation.
Sect Master Kaelar, his stoic demeanor faltering for a moment, glanced at Althea with a helpless expression. "Althea..." he began, his voice laden with unspoken empathy.
