As they traveled toward the capital to seek allies, the group came across a band of warriors from a distant kingdom. These warriors, led by a charismatic and skilled leader named **Arlen**, were also enemies of the kingdom Leon sought to destroy. Arlen and his people had long been oppressed by the kingdom's expanding power, and they had been searching for a way to strike back.

After a tense first meeting, where Nia nearly pickpocketed one of Arlen’s men, the two groups eventually found common ground. Over a shared campfire, Arlen spoke of his homeland, a small but proud kingdom in the south that had suffered greatly under the rule of King Darius.

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“Your fight is our fight,” Arlen said, his eyes gleaming with determination. “If we join forces, we can bring the kingdom to its knees.”

Leon, though wary of trusting new allies, knew they needed all the help they could get. “We’ll fight together, then. But we can’t stop with just the king. His entire regime needs to fall.”

Arlen smiled grimly. “Agreed.”

But even as they planned their next move, whispers reached Leon’s ears of other kingdoms watching from the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. The fall of Darius would create a power vacuum, and there were many who would seek to fill it.