Once the dust settled and the last of the radicals fled, the crowd stood in stunned silence. They had faced down a significant threat together and emerged victorious.
Lyra and Kaelith surveyed the gathering, breathing heavily but filled with a sense of triumph. "This is what we can achieve when we stand together," Lyra said, voice resonating with conviction.
The burly Abyssian stepped forward, raising his weapon high. "We will not allow hatred to tear us apart again! We choose peace!"
The crowd erupted into cheers, and in that moment, the bonds of unity were forged even deeper.
---