Chapter 118: The Storm Approaches

The castle halls were alive with the sounds of preparation. Valoran had become a hive of activity as James and his allies braced themselves for the oncoming storm. The Pharaoh's voice still echoed in their minds, his threat an ever-present reminder of the horrors yet to come.

James stood in the council chamber with his wives and closest allies. The room, normally a place of calm discussion, was filled with tension. Maps of the desert lands and their surroundings were spread across the long oak table, marked with reports of plague-stricken regions and the latest sightings of the cursed monstrosities.

"We need to fortify the outer villages," Sasha said, her tone as sharp as her blade. "If the next plague brings an army, we can't let them sweep through unchallenged."