The dawn broke gently over the landscape, casting a warm, golden hue across the remnants of the once-mighty fortress. Elara and her companions stood amidst the debris, their faces marked with exhaustion but also with a steely determination. The world seemed quieter now, as if it were taking a deep breath after the chaos of the past days.
Ethan approached Elara, his expression contemplative. "We need to assess the damage and start planning how to rebuild. But first, we need to ensure that the lands are secure. There might be pockets of Ahriman's followers still hiding."
Elara nodded, her mind already racing through the steps they needed to take. "Agreed. We'll need to send scouts to investigate and reinforce any remaining defenses."
Lyra, still tending to a wounded ally, looked up with a thoughtful expression. "And we should also reach out to the nearby villages and settlements. They might be facing threats or need assistance."
