A few days after the battlefield fell silent and the Ember Circle secured their victory, peace settled like a gentle breeze over their territories. The tension of war gave way to rebuilding and reflection. Villages reopened their markets, allies exchanged gifts, and monks offered blessings of healing and renewal. The Ember forces rested, mending armor and tending to bruises, grateful no Serpents would return to haunt their steps.
On a cool morning, Lyrus gathered everyone in a serene meadow near a rippling stream. He had summoned all units—Sparks, Flames, Wings, Shields, and allies—along with the generals and captains. Rumor spread that this assembly would celebrate their perseverance. Many arrived curious, others excited, all proud of what they had achieved together.
A wooden platform had been constructed simply, adorned with freshly cut flowers and a banner bearing the Ember symbol. Lyrus stood upon it, wearing plain robes and a warm, humble smile. The generals—Kael, Alyra, Maron, and Ciri—flanked him, each wearing tidy uniforms washed free of dust. Ally representatives, like Verdant Crane archers and Sunlit Fox scouts, watched from the sidelines, eager to see their contributions recognized.
Lyrus raised a hand, silence settling naturally. "We have endured much," he began, voice carrying across the attentive crowd. "Through unity and principle, we prevailed over cunning and fear. Our strength lay not in a single hero, but in every heart that fought and cared."
He acknowledged the efforts of captains who guided squads through deadly trials, the allies who risked their lives despite no obligation, and the common soldiers who stood vigilant. "Today, we grant new titles, rewards, and promotions," he said, "to honor your generosity and courage. Those who showed exceptional generosity of spirit, guiding others selflessly, shall be named Guardians. Those who served as Captains, leading fearlessly, shall be promoted to Generals. And so forth—each stepping forward in rank, reflecting their growth and our gratitude."
A murmur of excitement and pride swept the crowd. This ceremony would mark not just a recognition of deeds done, but a forging of a new hierarchy founded on moral strength and shared purpose. Eydon, Senna, Huron, and others stood at attention, hearts pounding, knowing their destinies would be forever changed this day.