Ashar paced in the strategy hall, his boots clicking against the stone floor. The map on the table had been updated with the latest intelligence, but it offered no new solace. Gorrok's army of over a thousand loomed like a tidal wave.
His thoughts were interrupted by Sorin's arrival. The seasoned warrior's expression was grim.
"They've begun moving their vanguard," Sorin announced. "Durnak's forces are less than half a day away. If we're going to spring the trap in the woods, it has to be now."
Ashar nodded, his jaw tightening. "Rylah and Leona are already in position. The traps are set, and the ambush team is ready. We'll hit them hard and fast."