The fortress awoke to a quiet dawn, the aftermath of the previous night's battle casting a reflective mood over its inhabitants. The once-battered walls stood resilient, reinforced with newfound strength, and the newly activated barrier pulsed softly with protective magic. Though the enemy was not yet in sight, the sense of impending danger hung heavily in the air.
Elara walked through the fortress grounds, her gaze steady as she observed the ongoing repairs and preparations. The defenders were hard at work, their determination evident despite their fatigue. She took solace in the fact that they had managed to strengthen their position, but the looming threat of the Shadow Shard's return was a constant, nagging presence.
In the war room, Morgana and her team were engrossed in further study of the artifact. The glow of the artifact illuminated the room, casting an eerie light on the ancient texts and magical components spread across the tables.
