Aurelia and I settled into the study, a room lined with dark wooden shelves that groaned under the weight of countless books and scrolls. Maps and documents lay scattered across the large oak table in the center, evidence of our ongoing efforts to understand and combat the rogue demon threat.
The gravity of the situation hung over us, casting a somber shadow on our usual camaraderie.
Aurelia spread out several reports before us, her brow furrowed in concentration. "These are the latest intelligence reports," she said, her voice tinged with frustration. "I cross-referenced them with the known rogue demon activity, but there's still no clear pattern."
I leaned over the table, studying the documents intently. "What about the ritualistic markings found at the attack sites?" I asked. "Any connections there?"
Aurelia shook her head, her eyes scanning the pages. "Nothing definitive. It's as if whoever is behind this is deliberately covering their tracks."
