The sun was setting over the fractured landscape, casting long shadows across the remnants of the battlefield. The echoes of the day's conflict still lingered in the air, mingling with the cries of the wounded and the clamor of the recovering resistance.
Elara walked through the camp, her gaze focused on the horizon. The victory they had achieved was a hard-fought one, but the cost had been significant. The aftermath was a stark reminder of the ongoing struggle and the sacrifices made in the fight against the Voidborne.
As she passed by the medical tents, Elara offered words of comfort to the wounded and those tending to them. The resolve of the resistance was unwavering, but the toll of the battle was evident in the weary faces of both soldiers and medics.
