During their daily break, the members of the resistance gathered in a hidden corner of the prison courtyard.
It was the usual place where they secretly met, always careful not to get catched by the guards.
Orion, the charismatic leader of the resistance, stood at the center with authority.
The murmur of conversations quieted down and all eyes turned to him.
He raised his hands, beckoning for attention.
"Listen, my fellow prisoners" Orion began, his voice steady and resolute.
"Today, I bring you news that will shape our future. Our efforts to reach out to the djinns have yielded results."
Whispers rippled through the crowd.
The possibility of an alliance with the djinns was something that held the promise of greater power and a real chance to challenge the oppressive rule of the Atlantean authorities.
"We've been in contact with our members and allies beyond these prison walls" Orion continued.
