The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a warm glow over the guild hall as we prepared for the imminent battle. Two months had passed since I started my intense training, and now the time had come to put all my efforts to the test. The demon king's army was approaching, and we had little time left to prepare our defenses.
Gandalf, the guild master, stood at the forefront of our gathered forces, his presence commanding and reassuring. "Today, we fight not just for ourselves, but for everyone who relies on us for protection. We cannot falter."
I glanced at Raven, who was adjusting her gloves, her dark eyes filled with determination. We shared a brief nod, a silent promise to watch each other's backs.
"Positions!" Gandalf's voice rang out, and everyone moved swiftly to their assigned places.
