The day before the attack was filled with a quiet intensity. The stronghold was a hive of activity as final preparations were made, but there was also a sense of calm that belied the storm that was about to break.
Alaric and Adrian walked through the corridors of the stronghold, their footsteps echoing in the empty hallways. The tension between them was almost tangible, though neither spoke of it.
"We've done everything we can to prepare for this battle," Alaric said, trying to break the silence. "Now we just have to see it through."
Adrian nodded, though his mind was preoccupied with the blackmailer's threats and the growing danger he faced.
Alaric glanced at him. "Are you alright, Adrian? You seem a little distant."
Adrian forced a smile. "I'm fine, Alaric. Just focused on the upcoming battle."
Alaric studied him for a moment but said nothing more. He could sense that something was troubling Adrian, but he chose to let it be for now.
