บท 196: Joined Hands

A week had passed since the Elven Council had agreed to take the first cautious steps toward collaboration. The mood on Akarios Island had been one of anticipation, but also apprehension. Vincent had made the necessary arrangements, and now the moment had finally come—the arrival of the dwarves.

The rumble of rotors filled the air as the Black Hawk helicopter descended, kicking up dust and debris. Soldiers stood at attention, their faces stoic but curious as they watched the approaching craft. Vincent and Princess Elara stood side by side on the landing pad, waiting. This meeting would be tense, Elara knew that, but it had to happen. The future of their war efforts depended on it.