"Maya, we need to talk—now!" Finn's urgent voice broke through the tense quiet of the town hall. Maya, still weary from their recent expedition, looked up from the documents she was reviewing.
"What's going on?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. Finn's expression was grim, and the gravity of his words made Maya's heart race.
"There's been a major development," Finn said, his eyes scanning the room. "We've received reports of attacks in nearby towns—attacks that bear the mark of dark magic. The situation is escalating faster than we anticipated."
Maya's eyes widened. "You're saying that the dark forces are moving against us?"
"Yes," Finn confirmed, nodding. "But it's more than just isolated incidents. It seems like there's a coordinated effort to destabilize the region. We need to act fast before the situation spirals out of control."