"The elves' forces have made their move!!"
A voice rang out, hurried and urgent, as one of the Magus in charge of communications rushed into the Citadel City command center, sweat beading on his forehead.
General Wayne, surrounded by his trusted Grand Magus officers, heard the news with a calm that belied the tension in the air. "They are finally here…" he murmured to himself, eyes narrowing. Then, louder, he commanded, "Everyone, get ready!"
The officers in the room stiffened, their expressions grim but resolute. They all understood the magnitude of what was to come. This was the moment they had been preparing for—the moment when the elven forces would strike in full force, and their defenses would be tested like never before.