"War tests more than just strength—it reveals who we are when everything else is stripped away. And tonight, Verauno would either fall... or we would prove that we were unbreakable."
The Battlefield Before the Storm
The air was thick with tension, heavy with the scent of iron, sweat, and unspoken fear—the kind that clung to warriors before war.
Torches flickered through the war camp, their glow casting jagged shadows over hardened faces. Soldiers murmured final prayers, sharpened weapons, and braced themselves for the battle that would decide the fate of Verauno.
At the farthest edge of the camp, Aria stood alone.
Her cloak whipped in the wind, her gaze locked on the distant enemy army, a sea of soldiers were stretching across the land like a growing shadow.
I approached her slowly.
