As the last echoes of victory faded in Eldergrove, a small group of villagers and elves gathered to prepare for their next mission. Rowan, still riding the high of their recent triumph, felt a surge of determination course through him. They could not rest while other villages remained under threat. The war was far from over, and there were still countless lives hanging in the balance.
Eric, the high elf, stood at the forefront of the group, his expression serious as he addressed the assembled fighters. "We need to move quickly. Reports from the neighboring village of Greenvale indicate that they're facing a significant assault. If we don't reach them in time, they could be overwhelmed."
Rowan nodded, the weight of responsibility settling over him. "Let's not waste any time. We'll make our way through the forest and approach under cover of darkness. It'll give us the element of surprise."
