The morning sun struggled to rise, casting a dull light over the valley. Kimberly stood by the window of the sacred hall, watching the clouds gather.
Her heart felt heavy, knowing what was to come. Mohandria entered quietly, her face pale from the strain of sleepless nights.
"Everything is ready," Mohandria said softly. "Alpha Theo's warriors have taken their positions. Zach and the seven men stand by the borders, waiting for your word."
Kimberly turned, her voice low but steady. "And the fortification we did — will it hold?"
Mohandria hesitated. "It should. But the forces gathering against us are not ordinary. Darkness feeds on doubt, Kimberly. Don't let it touch your heart."
Kimberly gave a faint smile, though her eyes glistened with tears. "It already has, Mohandria. I can feel it clawing at my spirit every time I close my eyes."
