Victor took a deep breath, the weight of responsibility still on his shoulders, but now accompanied by renewed determination. He looked around, observing the guards and hunters organizing themselves, their expressions serious but resolute.
The main hall, once chaotic, now looked like a battlefield in order, with everyone prepared for the next step.
He approached Luisa, who was still maintaining the magical barrier around the invaders. The barrier flickered slightly, reflecting the light of the torches and creating dancing shadows on the stone walls. The invaders were silent, but their eyes betrayed restlessness and concern. Some had expressions of defiance, while others seemed resigned to their fate.
Luísa, sensing Victor's approach, turned to him. Her eyes, usually filled with a playful sparkle, were now dark and focused.
