The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over Aetheris as the city began the arduous task of recovery. The defenders, though exhausted, worked tirelessly to clear debris, tend to the wounded, and fortify the city's defenses. Alaric, Adrian, Lyra, Thalia, and Damien reconvened in the war room, their faces grim but resolute.
"We need to understand the full extent of the damage and plan our next move," Alaric said, his voice steady despite the weariness that clung to him.
Damien nodded. "The breach in the southern wall needs immediate attention. We can't risk another attack finding us unprepared."
Lyra was already making notes. "I'll coordinate the repairs with the city's engineers. We also need to ensure the artifacts are securely hidden. Their power is both our greatest asset and our greatest risk."
