Chapter110: To the grand foes

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV  The moon hung heavy, a pale sentinel in the sky as I, Luna Queen Kelly, summoned my most valiant warriors to the heart of our stronghold. The war room was alive with quiet tension, maps and plans unfurled across the ancient oak table. Time was a luxury we could ill-afford; the Black Faes' shadows loomed, threatening to eclipse our lands with their impending assault. "Listen well," I began, my voice piercing the silence like an arrow. "We have but hours before the enemy marches upon us. Our survival hinges on the success of this raid." Blue eyes, mirroring the steadfastness of the night sky, scanned the faces encircling me. Each one-a vital thread woven into the tapestry of our mission. Alpha Jason stood beside me, his presence a fortress. Elara Windrider's ethereal grace belied her lethal precision, while Gamma Thorne's scars whispered tales of battles endured. And Eden, my son, with his youth shrouded by the gravity of his destiny. "We strike at dawn," I declared