Victory

Azaria

As the tension in the room thickened, I connected with Alaric through our mind link, both of us searching for a way to diffuse the standoff before it escalated further.

"This building isn't stable enough for them to stay here," I told him, a hint of frustration lacing my thoughts. "But they're terrified of going somewhere new. We need to find middle ground." Alaric's response was calm, but I could sense the weight of his concern.

"What if we set up something nearby? A temporary camp close enough that they're not uprooted, but far enough to keep them safe until we can properly reinforce this place?" The idea sparked immediate possibilities, and I felt a surge of hope.