The news of the dissenters gathered like dark clouds on the horizon, casting a shadow over the progress they had made. Emily stood in the council chamber, surrounded by her closest allies—Aiden, Thalia, Caelum, and Seraphina—each of them grappling with the weight of the situation.
"We can't underestimate them," Thalia said, her voice steady yet edged with urgency. "The remnants of the Abyss might be weakened, but they're still dangerous. They'll have the knowledge and skills from the chaos they thrived in."
Aiden nodded. "We need to gather information. Understand who's leading them, what their goals are. If they're organizing, it means they see us as a threat."
Seraphina leaned forward, her brow furrowed in thought. "We need to act quickly. If they're planning something, we can't wait for them to make the first move. We should send scouts to gather intel, see where they're congregating."
