As peace took root, whispers of lingering shadows began to emerge. Some factions within both realms were resistant to change, secretly plotting to reignite the flames of war.
Lyra and Kaelith were not naive; they understood that true peace required vigilance. They established a network of informants, keeping a watchful eye on any signs of unrest.
One evening, as they met to discuss their findings,Kaelith leaned forward, her brow furrowed with concern. "I've heard troubling reports from the western border. There are gatherings of Abyssians who refuse to accept the peace and are rallying for war."
Lyra's expression hardened. "And on the Celestial side, there are factions who believe we've betrayed our own kind by allying with the Abyssians. They're spreading lies, painting us as traitors."
Kaelith sighed, running a hand through her hair. "If we don't address this soon, we risk undoing everything we've fought for."
Lyra nodded, determination igniting within her. "We need to confront these leaders directly. If we can show them the benefits of unity and the strength we've gained from it, we might turn them away from their destructive path."
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