The air was thick with tension in Evershade Village as Marcus prepared for the looming threat of the Shadowbane. The sun hung low in the sky, casting an ominous hue over the village, and the villagers had gathered in the town square, their faces a mixture of fear and determination.
Marcus stood at the forefront, the weight of responsibility pressing heavily on his shoulders. He had recently accepted the role of Guardian of the Whispering Woods, a title that came with its own set of challenges. The villagers looked to him for guidance, and he was determined not to let them down. Beside him, Kira and Lyra shared glances filled with unspoken concerns, yet they remained resolute.
"We need to gather more supplies," Kira said, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. "If the Shadowbane are coming, we'll need everything we can find—food, weapons, and healing herbs."
