As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the village of Turnipton, Marcus gathered his companions for a meeting at the village inn. The soft chatter of villagers enjoying their evening meals filled the air, but Marcus' mind was focused on the new responsibility that now weighed heavily on his shoulders.
Kira, Kael, and Thorne sat around the large, worn wooden table in the center of the inn, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows on their faces. They had been through a lot together, and while Marcus now had the power of the forest at his disposal, he knew he couldn't protect the balance alone. He needed them more than ever.
"So, what's the plan, Marcus?" Kira asked, leaning forward, her eyes sharp with curiosity. "You've got the power of the woods now, but what's next? You mentioned threats beyond the forest—care to elaborate?"
