The fortress hummed with a subdued energy as the day unfolded. The warning from the shadowy figures had left everyone on edge, and Elara felt the weight of their foreboding message pressing heavily upon her. As the sun climbed higher, the fortress seemed to brace itself for what lay ahead.
Elara spent the morning overseeing the defensive preparations, ensuring that every detail was meticulously attended to. Her thoughts frequently drifted back to the cryptic warning. Who were these entities, and why had they chosen now to issue such a dire message?
As she walked through the bustling courtyard, her mind was interrupted by Lyra's sudden appearance. Her usually calm demeanor was tinged with anxiety. "Elara, we have a situation," she said urgently.
Elara's brow furrowed. "What's happened?"