The Aftermath
The dawn broke with a faint light filtering through the cracked windows of the hideout. The air was thick with a mixture of triumph and sorrow as the rebels gathered to regroup. The successful attack on the Council's key infrastructure had been a significant victory, but it had come at a cost. The room was filled with the low murmur of conversations, the occasional clink of metal, and the shuffling of tired feet.
Ada and Jidenna stood at the front of the room, their faces reflecting the complex emotions of the moment. Ada raised her hand, calling for silence. The rebels, their faces a mix of exhaustion and anticipation, turned their attention to their leaders.
"We did it," Ada began, her voice strong but gentle. "Last night, we struck a blow against the Eternal Council. We disrupted their operations, and we showed them that we are a force to be reckoned with."