The fortress was eerily quiet in the early hours of the morning. The aftermath of the recent battle had left its mark, with the usual bustle of activity subdued by exhaustion and a lingering sense of foreboding. Elara awoke to a muted light filtering through her window, casting long shadows on the stone walls of her chamber.
As she prepared for the day, her thoughts were consumed by the shadowy figure they had encountered. The figure's presence, and the dark magic they wielded, gnawed at her sense of security. With the ley line stabilized, Elara knew it was crucial to stay ahead of their enemy and unravel the mystery of their intentions.
Her musings were interrupted by a soft knock at her door. She opened it to find Morgana, her face drawn but determined. "Good morning. I have something important to discuss."
Elara nodded, motioning for Morgana to enter. "What's the matter?"
