The twelve carriages entered the bustling city in a procession, their wheels crunching against cobblestones as they moved with measured precision. Each was intricately adorned with symbols of the Beast Tribe, exuding an aura of authority and otherworldly majesty. They stopped in formation before the sprawling mansion owned by the royal family of the Human Kingdom, the grandeur of the structure almost daring to rival that of the Beast Kingdom's palaces.
Inside one of the carriages, three figures sat in tense silence, their faces marked by sharp determination and a shared readiness for whatever lay ahead. The carriage's occupants—Alpha, Beta, and Gamma—each bore the stoic expressions of warriors, yet their eyes revealed worlds of complexity.
Alpha, the leader, broke the silence first. She glanced out of the window, her piercing gaze taking in the sights of the city. Her voice, calm yet laden with authority, sliced through the stillness.