Casmir's expression became deadly serious.
"It'll be dangerous," he said bluntly. "A mad dash for the breach. We'll be moving through heavily fortified territory with divine opposition. Some of us..." he paused, letting the weight of his next words sink in, "...some of us might not make it."
The fire crackled in the silence that followed.
"But," Casmir continued with deep conviction in his voice, "just because they're divine doesn't mean we're helpless. We're Transcendents. We've faced impossible odds before."
Himothy grunted in agreement, straightening from his slouched position. A familiar fire kindled in his eyes. And unlike the usual manic, glory-seeking glint he usually had, this something steadier. More fundamental.
The others stirred similarly. Thalia's Order aura flickered stronger. Yara's shoulders squared. Even Keeva, Osric, and the newly returned scouts showed subtle shifts in posture.
