The war council convened in a sprawling tent pitched at the heart of the Darkan encampment, a few thousand meters from the edge of the Trench Valley.
The strategic position allowed for a discreet split toward the Forest of Beasts, a maneuver the enemy would likely not anticipate.
Inside, a large oak table dominated the space, its surface carved with a detailed map of the region, marked with colored pins to denote troop movements.
Surrounding the table stood key Darkan members, executives, commanders, and Tasha, while Baines and the Darkan head anchored the discussion, their voices steady amid the rustle of canvas and the distant clamor of the army preparing for battle.
"So, we should split our forces into two battlefields: one through the Forest of Beasts, and the other through the valley," the Darkan head reiterated, his reptilian eyes glinting with newfound draconic intensity as he traced the routes on the map.
