Outside the room, Edmond paused to gaze upon the sprawling expanse of the stronghold, its towering walls and iron dome rising imposingly against the horizon. This fortified bastion had been the sole reason humanity on Astrid had endured the relentless assaults from the Frostmaw trolls, a symbol of resilience forged in desperation. Yet, it had also served as an unyielding cage, confining its inhabitants to lives of scarcity and constant dread, where every day was a struggle for survival under the shadow of impending doom.
"Perhaps they won't be able to see the light and mercy he has provided for us while remaining trapped in this cage," Edmond sighed softly, his breath visible in the cool air, a mix of nostalgia and resolve stirring within him as he contemplated the weight of his next actions.
