Zena knew that this was only the beginning of a much greater conflict. The lost one had brought bloodshed of blue blood, and now mankind would rise. But what did it all mean? What was the lost one and how would they bring about the rise of mankind?

Zena looked out at the horizon, her mind racing with questions and possibilities. The battle may have been won, but a new war was on the horizon.

Zena gathered her thoughts and turned to her fellow angels, her voice filled with urgency. “We may have won this battle, but the shrinking mountain is a sign of a greater threat looming over us. The lost one mentioned in Byron’s prophecy is still out there, and their intentions remain unclear. We cannot afford to rest on our laurels. We must prepare ourselves for what lies ahead.”

Her words stirred a sense of determination among her comrades. They knew that the fight wasn’t over and that their duty to protect both the angelic realm and mankind had only intensified.

Dagiel stepped forward, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve. “Zena is right. We cannot let our guard down. We must gather our forces, strengthen our defenses, and seek answers to the mysteries that lie before us. Our very existence and the fate of several worlds depend on it.”

The other angels nodded in agreement, their wings rustling with renewed determination. They knew that the path ahead would be filled with challenges, sacrifices, and tough choices.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the battlefield, Zena and her allies set off on a new journey. They would seek out ancient prophecies, consult with wise sages, and gather knowledge that could help them unravel the secrets of the lost one and the rise of mankind.

With every step they took, their unity and resilience grew stronger. They were determined to face the unknown with courage and unwavering faith, for they knew that the fate of the world rested in their hands.

Zena walked alongside Dagiel and the other leaders, their footsteps resonating with purpose as they made their way through the camp. Dagiel’s voice carried determination as he discussed his plans with the group.

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“We cannot face this threat alone,” Dagiel declared. “We must reach out to our allies across different worlds and realms. They need to realize the potential danger that lies ahead.”

Zena nodded, fully understanding the gravity of their mission. It was not only their survival at stake, but the safety of all those connected to their cause. They needed to unite their forces, share knowledge, and stand together against the impending darkness.

Dagiel turned to Zena, his gaze resolute. “Zena, I need you to accompany me as we contact the leaders of the other worlds. Your presence will help show the unity and urgency of our cause.”

Zena felt a surge of pride and responsibility. She had fought alongside these angels, earned their trust, and now she was being called upon for a greater purpose. She nodded firmly in response to Dagiel’s request.

As the group continued their preparations, messengers were dispatched to different realms to deliver the warnings and summon their allies. Zena and Dagiel set off on their journey, traveling through portals and traversing unfamiliar lands to meet with leaders of other worlds.

Together, they conveyed the gravity of the situation, urging their counterparts to join forces and prepare for the looming threat. They shared knowledge, exchanged strategies, and forged alliances that would prove vital in the battles to come.

Days turned into weeks as Zena and Dagiel traveled tirelessly, leaving no stone unturned in their quest to gather support. The response was mixed, with some worlds readily heeding the call, while others remained skeptical or hesitant. They persevered, their unwavering determination driving them forward.

With each successful alliance forged, Zena felt a glimmer of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. They were building a network of strength and resilience, united in their resolve to protect their realms.

As they returned to their base camp, weary but filled with a renewed sense of purpose, Zena knew their efforts were just the beginning. The impending danger still loomed, and there was much work to be done. But with allies by their side, they stood a better chance against the forces that threatened their existence.

The stage was set, alliances formed, and plans set in motion. Zena and her fellow leaders prepared to face the unknown, aware that the battles ahead would test their mettle and resilience like never. But they were ready. They would stand united, shoulder to shoulder, as the defenders of their worlds.

While Zena stood amidst the bustling base camp, her attention was drawn to a local villager who pleaded desperately with one angel. The anguish in their voice was clear as they poured out their grievances.

“Eye for an Eye! Blood for blood!” the villager cried out passionately, their voice filled with a mix of anger and despair. “If they wish to play dirty, so will we. Hero, you’ve seen what they’ve done to our lands.”