The Citadel buzzed with activity as preparations for the unknown intensified. Thorne's team was hard at work, analyzing the cryptic messages from the guardian and planning their next moves. The air was thick with tension, and the sense of urgency was palpable.
As Thorne walked through the corridors of the Citadel, he reflected on the guardian's ominous words. The mention of ancient forces and hidden realms weighed heavily on him. The encounter had revealed that their struggle was far more complex than they had initially understood. They were now facing a threat that spanned beyond their immediate realm, reaching into ancient, forgotten realms.
In the strategy room, Cedric was deep in discussion with a group of scholars, poring over ancient texts and maps. The room was strewn with parchment, illuminated by the flickering light of several oil lamps. Cedric looked up as Thorne entered, his expression a mix of concentration and concern.