KELLY THOMPSON'S POV
As we stood at the edge of the forest, the atmosphere crackled with tension and anticipation. The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows that danced ominously around us. Our warriors were positioned, a formidable line of determination and strength, ready to face the darkness that threatened our home.
I felt the weight of responsibility settle on my shoulders. The Black Faes had regrouped, and I knew they would come at us with everything they had. We had trained hard, but the stakes had never been higher. I turned to Jason, who stood beside me, his expression resolute. “We’ve faced them before, and we will do so again,” he said, his voice a steady anchor amidst the storm of uncertainty.
“We need to stay united, no matter what,” I replied, my heart racing. “Our strength lies in our bonds, and we must protect one another.”