The journey back to Vhalar was swift, the Lionguard moving with a sense of purpose and triumph. They had defeated the raiders and captured several of their leaders as proof of their victory. Draven knew that this show of strength and commitment would be crucial in their negotiations with the merchant lords.
As they entered the city, they were met with curious and cautious stares from the citizens. News of the raider camp's defeat had spread quickly, and the people of Vhalar were eager to see what would come next. Draven could feel the tension in the air, the weight of expectation hanging over them.
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