Edward nodded, his mind racing. "Grimjack, gather the villagers. We'll reinforce the defenses."
Lilly's eyes locked onto his. "I'll help."
Together, they battled the storm, their actions swift and decisive. The villagers worked tirelessly, boarding up windows and securing rooftops.
As the night wore on, the tempest intensified. Waves crashed against the shore, threatening to engulf the village.
Edward and Lilly stood at the edge of the village, their feet planted firmly against the wind.
"We can't hold out much longer," Lilly yelled.
Edward's gaze scanned the horizon. "We need to calm the storm."
Lilly's eyes sparkled. "The Pearl of the Ancients."
Edward's heart leapt. "You think it can—"
Lilly nodded. "It's worth trying."
They rushed to the village hall, retrieving the pearl from its hiding place.