Lyra raised her hand, and the room fell silent. "The prophecy speaks of a great darkness that will consume our world," she said, her voice steady. "But it also speaks of a hundred heroes who will rise to defeat it."
Eira spoke up, her voice filled with determination. "What must we do?"
Lyra nodded. "We must journey to the Heart of Eridoria, where the ancient magic resides. We will need to gather the sacred artifacts and use them to defeat the darkness."
The heroes nodded, their faces set with determination. They knew that it wouldn't be easy, but they were ready to face the challenge.
Kael spoke up, his voice low and mysterious. "I can help with that," he said. "I have knowledge of the ancient magic."
Lila nodded, her eyes shining with excitement. "I'll come with you," she said. "I want to help."
Thane stood up, his massive frame towering over the others. "I'll come too," he said. "We need warriors like you, Lyra."
The heroes continued to volunteer, each one eager to play their part in the quest. As they spoke, the air in the room grew thick with anticipation and excitement.
But amidst the enthusiasm, Arin remained silent, his eyes scanning the room with suspicion. He knew that there was a traitor among them, someone who would betray their trust and bring about the very darkness they sought to defeat.