The soft light of dawn filtered through the canopy of trees as the rebel camp stirred to life. After a night of rest, Vergil and his companions—Freya, Aeka, and his five adopted daughters—prepared to move out. The decision had been made: the rebel forces would relocate their headquarters closer to the entrance of Montivelle Kingdom's capital, a strategic position to increase their influence and strike at the heart of the oppressive regime.
Vergil and Aeka worked in silence, dismantling their tent with practiced efficiency. Every movement was purposeful. As they packed, Vergil ensured that the most important documents—detailed maps, intelligence on enemy movements, and operational plans—were safely stored in a concealed compartment of their wagon.