MOUNTAIN SIDE
In the dimly lit room atop the mountainside, the atmosphere crackled with grim satisfaction. The men seated around the large wooden table exchanged pleased glances, raising glasses in a dark toast to their latest act of chaos. The woman in the wide-brimmed hat, their leader, sat at the head of the table, a sinister smile tugging at her lips as she watched the men revel in their victory. The rogue attack had been a devastating success, leaving many lives shattered in its wake. And, just as she intended, it had caused turmoil in Magnus's kingdom.
"To our first strike," one of the men declared, lifting his glass higher. "The damage has been done, and soon, his rule will crumble."
Another man laughed, nodding in agreement. "Magnus has no idea what he's dealing with. This was only the beginning."
