Barry stood at the Gateway, a sense of urgency gnawing at his insides as he awaited the return of his friends. He could still feeling the bitter chill of the icy winds whipped around him, a stark reminder of the unforgiving landscape they had just traversed.
Moments later, his companions emerged from the frozen wilderness. Their breath visible in the frigid air as they approached. Barry's gaze swept over them, relief flooding through him.
"We did it," Elaine exclaimed, a triumphant gleam in her eyes as she drew near. "That clan… uhh, the Frostborn Elves, have agreed to join us in our fight against Destruction. It might be going to be easier than we thought."
Barry nodded, a sense of determination burning within him. "Right," he said, his voice firm. "We'll need all the allies we can get if we're going to stand a chance against him."
Together, they stepped again towards the Gateway. They have to gather more allies.
