CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT: THE BROKEN DREAM.

THE BROKEN DREAM.

Kyra.

The time after the important meetings and the preparations for defense was chaotic. The conflict at the secondary outpost resulted in both a triumph and a grave cautionary message. The Architect's army was pushed back, but with a heavy price. Kyra was aware that they were on the verge of a major event - an attack that could determine the future of their partnerships and their planet.

Kyra wandered back and forth inside her command tent, the candlelight creating long shadows on the walls. Her thoughts were like a tempest, each crashing against the understanding that their foe was not just powerful but also crafty. She had to guarantee that their troops were prepared for the upcoming attack.

Damon walked in with a determined expression on his face. His constant presence provided strength and support, though the burden of leadership was clearly visible in his eyes. "He informed us of fresh intelligence, speaking in a somber tone." The Architect is getting ready t