As Aurora and her troops prepared for battle, there was an eerie stillness in the air. The birds had stopped chirping, and even the wind had died down. It was as if the world was holding its breath, waiting for the chaos to come.
Aurora's nerves were on edge, and she could feel the weight of responsibility heavy on her shoulders. She knew that the fate of her kingdom rested on the outcome of this battle. Failure was not an option.
The silence was suddenly broken by the sound of distant drums. Aurora's heart raced as she knew that it was the enemy approaching. She rallied her troops and took her place at the front of the line. As they marched towards the enemy, she could hear the sound of their own drums joining in. The battle had begun.
