The air of tension was almost palpable in the command tent. Captain Elara stood at the center of a makeshift war table surrounded by her most trusted lieutenants, all pouring over the various bits of information laid out before them. The reports on the enemy's movements had been conflicting, but one thing was certain; the opposing army was on the move.

Elara leaned over the map, her eyes studying the terrain as her fingers idly traced the path of a nearby river.