The streets leading to the Prophet's stronghold were eerily quiet, as if the city itself was holding its breath. Shadows danced under the flickering streetlights, and the distant sounds of the night seemed muted, swallowed by the thick tension that enveloped Stella and her companions.
Stella glanced at Finn, who walked beside her, his jaw set in determination. "Are you ready for this?" he asked, his voice low and steady, a reassuring anchor amidst the storm of emotions swirling within her.
She took a deep breath, her heart racing. "I have to be. For Emma and everyone else who's counting on us."
Finn nodded, and together they pushed forward, the rest of their group following closely behind. The infiltration team consisted of four members: Finn, Stella, Eldon, and Nina. They moved with purpose, their bodies honed by the constant threat of danger, each step echoing the unspoken resolve to dismantle the Prophet's reign of terror.
