---
The sun was setting over Riverdale Town, casting long shadows across the cobblestone square as Denim and Alex made their way towards the clock tower. The town bustled with activity, but their minds were focused on the impending threat of the Void Race raid.
"So, Denim, what's the plan?" Alex, known in-game as Black Berry, asked, his voice tinged with anticipation.
Denim glanced at him, his expression serious. "We need to gather as much intel as possible and formulate a strategy. The Void Race won't wait for us to be ready."
As they approached the clock tower, Denim spotted familiar faces among the bustling crowd. The guild members of the Lunar Knights had gathered, their expressions a mix of relief and surprise.
"Denim!" the guild leader, Erik, exclaimed, stepping forward. "We thought you'd abandoned us. It's been weeks since we last met."
"By the way, guild leader, this is my friend Black Berry. He wants to join the Lunar Knights. He's a Cursemancer."
"A Cursemancer? That's a rare class," Erik replied. "Since we are in an emergency and need more forces to fight the Void Race, I'll make an exception and let your friend join without proving himself through a quest. I trust your judgment."
In the early stages of *Eternal Gods*, Cursemancers were not highly sought after due to their weak early-game prowess. However, at later stages, with high-leveled players, the Cursemancer class would become popular and show its true value, especially in large-scale battles.
Denim smiled wryly, sensing the underlying concern. "Sorry for keeping you waiting, Erik. I've been preparing, gathering resources, and training. Now that my preparations are done, we have urgent matters to discuss."
He gestured for everyone to gather closer, their attention fully on him. "The Void Race is launching a raid on multiple player kingdoms. They're using dark magic and powerful creatures to overwhelm our allies. We need to act swiftly and decisively."
---
Inside the guild's war room, Denim laid out a detailed map of the kingdoms under attack, marked with points of interest and enemy strongholds. Erik stood beside him, nodding as Denim outlined his insights.
"Our first priority is to defend our allies and secure strategic positions," Denim began, his voice steady. "We'll need to divide our forces and coordinate with other guilds."
Erik chimed in, pointing to specific areas on the map. "These are the key choke points and defensive lines we should establish. Denim's reconnaissance has given us an advantage, but we must act quickly."
Shinra, the guild's vice-commander and a healer, spoke up. "We should also focus on protecting our healers and support units. They'll be crucial in sustaining our forces during prolonged engagements."
Denim nodded, impressed by the guild's unity and determination. "Agreed. We'll form squads and assign roles accordingly. Black Berry, you'll lead a team to gather additional intel and disrupt enemy supply lines."
Alex nodded, his expression determined. "Consider it done. We'll gather everything we can and hit them where it hurts."
As they discussed logistics and strategy, Denim felt a surge of pride in his guildmates. Each member brought unique skills and perspectives to the table, enhancing their overall effectiveness.
---
In the guild's armory, Denim inspected his equipment, ensuring everything was in top condition. His Shadow Sword gleamed with a faint aura, its cursed energy ready to be unleashed against the Void Creatures.
"Weapons check," Erik called out, his voice echoing through the cavernous room. Guild members lined up, their armor gleaming in the torchlight.
Denim adjusted his helmet, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. "We're ready for this. Remember, stay focused and work together. We can't afford any mistakes."
The guild members nodded in agreement, their determination palpable. They were prepared to face the Void Race head-on, united in their resolve to protect their realm.
As the last rays of sunlight faded from the sky, Denim and his guildmates gathered outside the fortress gates. Torchlight flickered off their armor, casting long shadows on the ground.
"This is it," Denim said, his voice steady. "We're heading to the Kingdom of Hyrule, the Void Race's next target according to the intel from our last fight against them. Let's show the Void Race what the Lunar Knights are made of."
With a resounding cheer, the guild surged forward, their battle cries echoing into the night. The raid awaited, and they were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
---