Victory

Together, they worked on the encrypted scroll, their combined abilities gradually peeling back the layers of the Abyss's defenses.

Hours passed, and the first rays of dawn began to pierce the night sky. Aiden's eyes lit up as the final layer of encryption unraveled, revealing a detailed map of the Abyssal stronghold. It was more than he'd hoped for—detailed schematics, troop placements, and even notes on recent shipments of experimental weaponry.

"This is it," Aiden said, his voice low but charged with purpose. "This is how we bring them down."

Myne studied the map, her expression turning serious. "They're hoarding a lot of resources in their central vault. If we hit that, it'll cripple them far worse than just taking out their supply depots."

Aiden nodded. "Exactly. But we'll need more than just stealth for this. We'll need allies—diversions, reinforcements, and precision strikes. This isn't a mission for a small team. It's a coordinated assault."