Another Offer

That night the atmosphere in the camp was tense as Lance sat near the central fire, the glow of the flames casting flickering shadows on his face. The knowledge of the demons' growing influence weighed heavily on him, and the decision before him felt like a critical fork in the road. Sitting out like this had become something he did to clear his head a bit.

Elsewhere, near Lia's tent, the old elders gathered around, something that was rather rare to see, especially with Kaeli being present. Rynne leaned against her spear, her golden eyes lazy from the days work. Lia sat cross-legged, while Zarra fiddled with an arrow, her usual smirk replaced with a rare seriousness. Kaeli and Mira sat side by side, their expressions mirroring Zarra and Rynne.

"The demons are working to destabilize the entire region, and we know they've already started targeting the other tribes... The question is, what do we do about it?" Mira asked.