The urgency in the Ursa Minor Guild was palpable. After receiving news of the Elemental Kings gathering near the Cradle of Stars, the guild was a hive of activity, preparing for the looming battle. Blakely, Maven, and Iris were at the heart of it, organizing supplies, coordinating with other guild members, and mentally steeling themselves for the fight ahead. The stakes were higher than ever. The Yggdrasil, the World Tree, was more than just a symbol of life—it was the key to containing the Primal Chaos. If it fell, so would everything they had fought for.
In the grand hall, guild members moved in and out, retrieving weapons, enchanting armor, and preparing potions. The room hummed with tension as everyone prepared for what could be their final stand.
