The rebellion camp, which had felt like a crumbling force mere weeks ago, now pulsed with renewed energy. Fires burned high, voices rose in cautious celebration, and for the first time in a long while, hope lingered in the air.
Word had spread—elves, beast creatures, and even some mountain ogres had chosen to join them. Some had already arrived, their banners and warriors settling among the rebels, while others had promised to meet them the following day.
Eric stood beside Evelynn, both surveying the growing army. She should have felt relief, but instead, unease curled in her stomach. The forces were stronger, but they were not invincible. And Harold would not take their defiance lightly.
“We need to strike before Harold can,” Eric murmured beside her. His hands were folded behind his b
