The early morning sun cast long shadows over the gathered crowd, the golden light filtering through the leaves of the towering trees surrounding the mansion. Dozens of armed men and women stood in formation, their faces a mix of determination, fear, and hope. The tension was palpable, the weight of what was to come pressing down on everyone. The looming battle with Father Ezekiel and his twisted forces was all that occupied their thoughts.
George stood at the forefront, his eyes scanning the crowd. Raven, Lucy, and Jackie were by his side, their expressions fierce and resolute. Behind them, the trucks and SUVs were packed and ready to move, loaded with weapons, supplies, and the determination to bring down the evil that had been plaguing their world.
