The sun cast its golden rays over the bustling city of Herion, the first human city-state forged under the leadership of Herios.
Within the city's central hall, Herios was engrossed in administrative duties, addressing matters ranging from resource allocation to defense strategies.
The city's growth had been rapid, with advancements in agriculture, construction, and governance.
However, the peace was abruptly interrupted when a breathless scout burst into the hall, his face pale with urgency.
"Lord Herios," the scout gasped, kneeling before the leader. "Our patrols have observed an alarming phenomenon. Monsters are amassing in the northern territories, forming what appears to be a beast tide."
Herios's eyes narrowed, the weight of the news settling heavily upon him.
He immediately summoned his council, composed of former tribal leaders who had united under his banner.
The council convened in the war chamber, a room adorned with maps and strategic plans.
