Ryder's Pov
I gazed at the map spread before us, my mind racing with strategies. Kayson and Ronan flanked me, their faces set in determination.
"We need to strike before Sera's Rogues gain momentum," I said, my voice low and urgent. "Their numbers are growing, and we can't match them head-on."
Kayson nodded, his expression grim. "Agreed. But we have an advantage, our combined forces and knowledge of the terrain."
Ronan pointed to the map, his finger tracing the winding rivers and dense forests. "Their main camp is here, near the old ruins. We could launch a surprise attack."
I shook my head. "Too obvious. Sera will expect that. We need to create a diversion, draw their forces away from April."
Kayson's gaze narrowed. "And then strike from an unexpected angle. But how do we keep their
