The first light of dawn began to pierce the heavy curtains of Elara's quarters, casting a warm glow over the room. Elara woke with a start, the weight of the previous night's discussions still fresh in her mind. The anomalies in the magical energies, the potential threats—they were all pieces of a complex puzzle that needed solving.
As she dressed quickly, her thoughts turned to the plans she and Morgana had laid out. There was a lot to do, and every moment counted. After a quick breakfast, Elara made her way to the war room, where Cedric and Morgana were already engaged in a heated discussion with the newly arrived scholars.
Cedric looked up as Elara entered, his face marked with both concern and determination. "Good morning, Elara. We've been reviewing the latest intelligence. The situation is more complex than we initially thought."
Elara nodded, taking a seat at the table. "What have you learned?"