In the final week leading up to the big event, the air in the rehearsal room was thick with anticipation and fatigue. Sweat glistened on the performers' brows as they gathered around, their bodies echoing the day's exertions.
"You have all given your best," Zoltan Phoenix announced, his voice resonating with authority and pride.
Talon glanced at Emily, who nodded firmly, her smile reflecting a mix of relief and satisfaction upon hearing Zoltan's affirmation.
"As the day approaches, your focus for the next week should be rest. We'll have one final rehearsal two days before the event. You've all done exceptionally well," Zoltan continued.
Applause rippled through the room, the sound marking not just the end of the rehearsal but a collective sigh of relief.
