The horizon was darkening with ominous clouds, swirling and shifting as though alive. Kael and Morgana could feel the weight of it pressing down upon the land—the void's energy growing, gathering into a final, concentrated force. Rumors had spread of strange occurrences in the outskirts, lands twisted and contorted by the void's influence. Animals fled in terror; crops withered overnight, and the very earth trembled as though fearing what was to come.
In the heart of Valtoria, a sense of anticipation hung heavy in the air. People moved with hurried purpose, preparing for what they sensed would be the last battle, the ultimate clash that would decide the fate of their world. Kael and Morgana, both resolute and somber, had summoned their allies to the council chamber. Leaders from every realm, bound together by the pact they had forged, now stood side by side, unified in purpose.
