The forest was silent as Elara and her companions made their way back to their camp, the first light of dawn breaking through the trees and casting a gentle glow on the landscape. The shadows of the night had retreated, but the remnants of the battle still lingered in the air. They walked with a mix of exhaustion and relief, each step a reminder of the toll the conflict had taken.
Elara felt a heavy weariness in her bones, her body aching from the strain of the fight. Yet, there was a quiet strength in her, a resolve that burned brighter with each step she took. The temple's destruction had been a significant victory, but it was only one battle in a larger war. The road ahead was still fraught with danger and uncertainty.