The Calculated Alliance

"Every move they make is calculated," she said, her voice steady despite the tension in the room. "We need to be smarter, faster, and always one step ahead."

The walls of Ava's war room were lined with maps, photographs, and tactical diagrams. Each surface was a testament to the strategy and determination fueling their fight. Ava stood at the head of a long table, her fingers tracing routes and points of interest on a large map spread before her.

Liam, standing beside her, nodded. "Their resources are vast, but we know the terrain better. We can set traps along these paths," he suggested, pointing to a series of winding roads on the map. "Ambushes here and here could slow them down significantly."