The sun dipped low in the sky, casting long shadows over the village as Morgana and her companions watched the girl reunite with her family. Laughter and tears mingled in the air, a bittersweet reminder of the innocence they fought to protect. Yet, amid the joy, Morgana felt a heaviness in her heart; the battle at the temple was just a precursor to what lay ahead.
"Let's gather everyone," Kirin suggested, his eyes scanning the villagers milling about. "We need to ensure they're safe and discuss our next steps."
Morgana nodded, her resolve hardening. "We can't let our guard down. The sect will retaliate, and we need to be prepared."
As they approached the small gathering, Seron stepped forward, his expression serious. "We need to establish a plan for the villagers' safety. If the sect tracks us here, they won't hesitate to strike."