The victory in the eastern territories had given the resistance a much-needed boost in morale, but Elara knew that they could not afford to become complacent. The dark forces they had encountered were formidable, and the enigmatic figure who led them posed a threat that could not be ignored. Back at the fortress, preparations for the next phase of their campaign began in earnest.
As dawn broke, the fortress buzzed with activity. The sound of hammers striking metal echoed through the courtyard as blacksmiths forged new weapons and armor. Scouts and messengers hurried to and fro, delivering reports and orders. The atmosphere was one of focused determination.
Elara stood on the battlements, her eyes scanning the horizon. She could feel the weight of her responsibilities pressing down on her, but she refused to let it deter her. They had to stay vigilant and be ready for whatever came next.
