brant gathering of rebels, now reduced to a somber reflection of their struggle. The cries of the wounded still echoed in her ears, and the faces of he

ve ignited by the memory of those who had fought bravely by her side. Aria wiped her tears and took a deep breath, feeling the pulse of hope within her. She r

lute, and shared her vision of a larger coalition. "We cannot fight this battle alone," she urged, her voice steady. "We need to unite wi

ear now approached with newfound courage, inspired by the tales of Aria's bravery. They brought with them not only their stre

their experiences and weaving their strengths into her plans. Together, they mapped out strategies, identifying key locations and potential allies in n

ng combat techniques and tactics. In the evenings, they gathered around fires, sharing stories and laughter, forging bonds that would streng

ith the Iron Claw. She knew the path ahead would be fraught with challenges, but with her growing coalition by her side, she felt ready to face whatever lay ahead. The memory of