Chapter 251: Whispers of Triumph

The early morning light filtered through the shattered battlements of the fortress, casting long shadows across the battlefield. The aftermath of the battle was a stark contrast to the fury of the previous night. The ground was littered with debris and the remnants of the Abyss's forces, but amidst the chaos, there was a palpable sense of relief. The fortress had withstood the onslaught, and the defenders were beginning to survey the damage and tend to the wounded.

Elara, weary but resolute, stood atop the central keep, her gaze sweeping over the scene below. The sky was a brilliant expanse of blue, a stark contrast to the grim hues of the night before. The sun's light glinted off the remnants of armor and weaponry, a reminder of the fierce combat that had taken place.