Stella and Bryan spent the next few hours gathering their most trusted allies. They huddled around a hastily drawn map of the region, planning how to take down William's enforcers. The stronghold wasn't just any camp—it was fortified and well-guarded, filled with werewolves, witches, and dark creatures loyal to William. If they could destroy it, they would send a powerful message to both William and the Wraiths.
"William's got eyes everywhere," said Ethan, a lean and quick-footed scout who had been tracking the enforcers' movements for days. "They're using witches to hide their base from regular patrols, and their defenses are tight. But I've found a weak point here, near the southern ridge."
Stella leaned in, inspecting the area Ethan pointed to on the map. The ridge was surrounded by dense forest, providing natural cover. It seemed like their best shot.
