The grand city hall stood as a bastion amidst the chaos, its vastness offering shelter to the gathered warriors. Inside, the first floor teemed with hundreds of warriors, their murmurs a blend of shock, confusion, and fear, all pondering the nature of the malevolent force besieging them.
Frantically, they secured the windows and doors, bracing against the relentless assault from the creatures outside. Aslin, her breaths coming in heavy gasps, watched as the door buckled under the monsters' blows, supported by over ten warriors.
It was then that she noticed Lisa approaching, her expression a complex tapestry of emotions. Aslin rushed to her side, concern etched on her face. "Lisa, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but - but...!" Lisa's voice faltered, her words trailing off into uncertainty.
Luke, Lucas, and Ron, drawn by Lisa's distress, joined them. Luke's voice was urgent as he asked, "Where's Mya?"
