The next day dawned with a sense of weary relief hanging over the encampment. The fierce battle of the previous night had left its mark, but the human forces had emerged victorious. As the sun climbed higher in the azure sky, the focus shifted from immediate defense to recovery and preparation for the future. King Thaleon, his voice resonating with authority, gathered the leaders and key figures of the Eloriath Kingdom.
"My loyal subjects," he began, his gaze sweeping over the assembled group. "We have once again repelled the demonic onslaught, a testament to our courage and the blessings of the Radiant God. But this is not the end. The Demon Fortress remains a festering wound upon our land. We must prepare for a decisive strike. This time, our attack will be overwhelming, a single, powerful blow that will cripple the demons and bring us closer to victory."
