"United We Stand"

The journey back to the kingdoms was a somber procession. The soldiers, once triumphant, now moved with a quiet reverence, their eyes fixed on the horizon. Kael's body, wrapped in a cloth bearing the emblem of the guardians, was carried at the front, a symbol of his sacrifice and their enduring hope.

Mieza walked beside him, her face a mask of determination and sadness. Though her heart ached with the loss of her friend and leader, she knew she had to be strong for the people of the realm. As they approached the city gates, the townsfolk gathered, their faces etched with sorrow and gratitude.

"Welcome back, warriors," an elder called out, his voice breaking the heavy silence. "You have fought well."

The people bowed their heads as the procession entered the city. They followed Mieza and the others to the great hall, where Kael's body was laid to rest in a place of honor. The hall was adorned with banners and flowers, a tribute to their fallen hero.