The Bracelet
"The plan shall begin today," Lord Damian's voice reverberated through her mind, enveloping her thoughts in a dense cloud, much like the dark, foreboding rainclouds that overshadowed a gloomy day.
From her vantage point by the window, her eyes fixated on the intense scene unfolding amidst the soldiers. Their relentless combat, driven by the pursuit of strength to confront their enemies, held her gaze captive.
With each calculated movement of their hands and legs, a surge of raw power emanated from the soldiers, far surpassing what her thin, bold eyes could perceive from a distance.
She traced their every motion, studying their prowess, until her attention suddenly snapped to Lord Damian amidst a cluster of men encircling him. Her eyes narrowed, yearning for a clearer view of what she sought.