Dravis returned from the surveillance scouting mission with grim determination etched into his features. The icy wind cut through the forest, but it was nothing compared to the cold, calculating thoughts swirling in his mind. His cloak billowed around him as he entered the hastily assembled camp, where adventurers and soldiers were making last-minute preparations for the next assault.
The makeshift council convened around a large, weathered table, maps and notes strewn across its surface. Sophie, Victor, Lila, and the other leaders of the adventuring parties waited with tense anticipation. Dravis's eyes, sharp and unyielding, scanned the room before he spoke.
