The night deepened, and the soft glow of lanterns illuminated the streets of Ekule, casting a warm light over the festivities that had become a symbol of hope and unity. As laughter and music spilled into the air, Brida and Liba shared a moment of quiet reflection on the balcony, their hearts aligned in purpose.
"Do you remember the stories of our ancestors?" Liba asked, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "The tales of heroes who fought for their people, who defied insurmountable odds to protect their homeland."
Brida nodded, a smile creeping onto his face. "Those stories inspired me as a child. I always believed that I could be like them, that I could make a difference."
"And now, you are one of those heroes," Liba said, her voice filled with admiration. "You have not only fought for the Batang Empire but have also built bridges of understanding among our allies."