In the shadows of the night, unseen by the world, the enemies of Aidan and his family plotted their next move. The guide, shrouded in darkness, paced back and forth in his hidden lair, his mind consumed by thoughts of revenge and conquest.
"We cannot afford to underestimate them," he muttered to himself, his voice a low growl in the silence of the room. "They may have thwarted us before, but we will not be deterred. We will find a way to crush them once and for all."
Beside him, his loyal followers nodded in agreement, their faces twisted with malice and determination. They had been waiting for this moment, biding their time until the opportunity to strike presented itself. And now, with Aidan and his family vulnerable and unaware, the time had finally come.
"But how do we proceed, guide?" one of the followers asked, his voice filled with anticipation. "What is our next move?"
