The sun had barely risen when the armies of Valoran, the Bakarti elves, and the dwarves from the mountain kingdoms assembled outside the city walls of Celesterra. In the pale morning light, the dark spires of the city loomed ominously, casting long shadows over the land. The heavy air of Volkaria clung to them, a reminder that this city was just one of many bastions of Valek's reign of terror.
James stood with his closest allies, Sasha, Yori, Pippy, and Borin, all watching as the dwarven engineers quietly prepared the explosives beneath the weak point in the city wall. The drain they had discovered the previous night had become their key to infiltrating the city. James glanced over at King Glairn, who was barking orders to his men, ensuring the charges were set properly.
Yori was at his side, her sharp eyes studying the horizon. "This could change everything. The moment we breach that wall, there will be no turning back."
