The council chamber loomed ahead, its imposing stone façade a stark reminder of the weighty decisions that lay within. As Morgana, Solara, and Lyana approached, a sense of urgency filled the air, mingling with the palpable tension left in the wake of their recent battle. The echoes of victory still resonated in their hearts, but the looming threat of the Abyss overshadowed their triumph.
Morgana took a deep breath, steadying herself. The time had come to present their case, not just for their village but for all the realms at risk of succumbing to darkness. She pushed open the heavy doors, revealing the council seated in a semicircle, their expressions a mixture of skepticism and intrigue.
Queen Seraphine led the council, her regal presence commanding respect. "Morgana, you've brought news of an attack," she began, her voice steady. "We witnessed the aftermath of your demonstration, and while it was impressive, many here still doubt the extent of the threat we face."