BREAKING CHAINS

Lucas paced the war room, feeling the thick tension in the air as dim light created dancing shadows on the walls. Nathaniel's supporters' murmurs had increased in volume, spreading ominously over Greywolf and Blackmoon like a dark fog. It was a danger they couldn't overlook anymore.

Eleanor came in, her gaze meeting Lucas's with a combination of determination and worry. "Got any updates?"

Lucas halted his restless walking and turned to look at her with a serious expression. "We have verified that there are remnants of Nathaniel's supporters still present among our group." They have been stealthily working to sow discord and weaken our partnership.

Eleanor's mouth muscles tensed. We must prevent them from causing havoc to what we have constructed. This collaboration is essential for the upcoming destiny of our groups."