The survivors had gathered in the aftermath of the explosion, their faces a mix of relief and exhaustion. The demon's insidious trap had taken a toll, but they had survived. Now, they needed a new plan. Princess Isabella, her expression resolute, addressed the group.
"We need to return to Heathgate and reinforce the sorcerers there. There is another war raging, and our realm and our empire depends on our strength," she said, her voice firm.
Andrew nodded immediately, the memories of his previous life urging him to act. He knew the significance of Heathgate; it was the linchpin of their defense.
If Heathgate fell, the southern battlefront of the Dartolonian Empire would follow and crumble. Andrew also understood the urgency of leaving the forest—they couldn't risk waiting for the demons to launch another attack to finish them off.
