Chapter 23 Healers

• Sheila, Jorah, Luca and Thorne crouched behind a crumbling stone wall, their breaths shallow and quick. The dim light of the dungeon flickered, casting eerie shadows that danced across the damp floor. They had finally found the main group of captives, huddled together in a large, iron-barred cell. But the sight that greeted them was far from reassuring. The cell was heavily guarded by burly, armored guards.
• "We need a plan," Sheila whispered, her eyes darting around the room, searching for any advantage they could use. "We can't just charge in there. We'll alert the entire dungeon."
• Luca nodded, his mind racing. "We need to create a distraction. Something that will draw the guards away from the cell, even if just for a moment."