The atmosphere in Lornwood was thick with tension as Morgana and her allies prepared for the inevitable clash with the Dark Wardens. The news of their ambush and the capture of their scouts weighed heavily on everyone's minds. Each passing moment felt like a ticking clock, counting down to an impending storm that could engulf them all.
Morgana stood at the front of the gathering hall, where villagers had come together to discuss their strategy. The room buzzed with hushed voices, concern etched on every face. Lyana and Solara flanked her, their expressions reflecting the gravity of the situation.
"Listen," Morgana began, raising her voice above the murmurs. "We've faced darkness before, but this time it is different. The Abyss knows we are coming. We must prepare ourselves for a fight like no other."
