UPRISING
As she entered the chamber, the low hum of voices ceased, and all eyes turned toward the bearer of news.
"News from the surface, my lady," Elena murmured, her breath catching with a mix of anxiety and urgency.
Callista, draped in a cloak of regal determination, nodded solemnly. Bojan, the weathered trader turned guardian, scrutinized Elena's expression for the gravity of the tidings she brought.
"They have sealed the city," Elena whispered, her voice barely audible, yet the weight of her words echoed through the chamber like an ominous drumbeat.
Callista's eyes widened with concern, and Bojan leaned forward, his weathered features etched with lines of worry. The realization that Athena, the
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