The dawn of the decisive day brought with it a heavy sky, pregnant with the promise of conflict. The Blackstone Empire's forces, a vast and formidable army, emerged on the horizon, marching towards Cast with a singular purpose: to crush the heart of the resistance once and for all.
The Coalition of the Free, united in their resolve, stood ready. The walls of Cast, reinforced with both magic and steel, bristled with defenders. Archers lined the ramparts, their arrows nocked. Mages, led by Magister Gale, prepared their spells, their chants weaving a tapestry of arcane protection over the city. And on the ground, the soldiers, a mix of seasoned warriors and fervent volunteers, stood shoulder to shoulder, a living barrier against the coming onslaught.
