Shadows of Affliction
As the sun began to rise, casting a soft, golden glow over the ruined landscape, the players assembled in their usual battle formations, their armor gleaming under the sun.
The atmosphere was tense, yet a collective determination permeated the air.
Unlike the previous days, the once-thriving army was now reduced to half its size. The leaders had strategically merged some groups to optimize their strength and combat efficiency.
Players exchanged glances, acknowledging the absence of familiar faces and the amalgamation of once-separate units.
The sense of camaraderie, however, remained unbroken, replaced by a shared resolve to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
The countdown echoed through the desolate square, each second ticking away with a weighty anticipation. The players' gazes were fixed on the digital timer, their expressions a blend of focus and steely resolve.