Chapter 58 - Chapter 58 Commander Tent

Inside the vast campaign tent, the air had grown dense with anticipation, as though even the wind outside had chosen to hold its breath. At the heart of the tent stood a massive war table, its surface cluttered with maps etched in charcoal and ink. Lines crisscrossed the parchment like veins of strategy, while carved figurines—soldiers, beasts, and towering warlords—marked positions of power and conflict. Oil lanterns burned steadily from each corner, their dim golden light flickering across hardened faces and casting long, wavering shadows that seemed to breathe along with the tension in the room.