The group had been expecting the worst, and Leor's words only hardened their resolve. Shania's hand instinctively went to the hilt of her sword, her jaw setting in a determined line. Beside her, Seraphina's eyes blazed with concern, her delicate features chiseled in a fierce determination.
The new guardians exchanged brief, nervous glances, but their faces swiftly set in resolute lines. They had been trained for this moment, forged in the crucible of duty and honor. Fear would not hold them back; they would stand bold and brave, unwavering in the face of the gathering storm.
Corvus, however, took a step forward, his eyes narrowing as he fixed his gaze on Leor's face. "I guess it's time then," he said, his voice low and even.