The early morning sun cast long shadows across the courtyard as Krissan and her core group gathered to finalize their plans. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of determination and apprehension. Every step they took now carried the weight of their rebellion’s success or failure.
Salvatore approached Krissan, his expression grim yet resolute. “Our scouts have confirmed it. Deyonjay’s forces are mobilizing. We have less than twelve hours before they reach our safe houses.”
Krissan nodded, her mind racing through their plans. “We need to be ready for them. Franco, Annalisa, how are the fortifications?”
Franco stepped forward, his face set in concentration. “The safe houses are as secure as they can be. We’ve set up traps and fallback points. Annalisa and I will oversee the evacuations p
