The fortress was alive with activity, each member of the team moving with purpose as they prepared for the unknown challenges ahead. Supplies were gathered, weapons sharpened, and magical defenses reinforced. Every detail was scrutinized as they braced themselves for what could be the final battle with the dark faction.
Elara stood in the war room, a large map of the region spread out before her. Red and blue markers dotted the map, representing the territories they had secured and the areas still under the dark faction's influence. Morgana's discovery had given them a potential lead, but they needed to be cautious. One wrong move, and they could be walking into a deadly trap.
Elias entered the room, his expression unreadable as he approached the table. "How are we looking?"