Chapter70: Setting the last details

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV  The clinking of metal echoed through the war room as Paul and Gamma Thorne heaped an array of gleaming weapons upon the central table. Swords with edges honed to deadly precision, crossbows accompanied by quivers of silver-tipped bolts, and daggers wrought from the sacred steel only our kind could summon. Each piece was a promise-a solemn vow to protect or perish. "Place the shields by the eastern wall," I commanded, my gaze sweeping over our arsenal with a critical eye. "They'll need to be within easy reach when the onslaught begins." Elara, with her usual serene disposition, methodically checked the enchantments laced within the very fabric of our stronghold, ensuring that no malevolent force could penetrate our sanctum uninvited. The walls vibrated with a silent hum, a testament to her skillful magic, as she whispered ancient incantations that bolstered our defenses. "Remember," I said, my voice slicing through the din of preparation, "speed and stealth are our