Hours dragged on, and the castle, once a symbol of power and protection

Hours dragged on, and the castle, once a symbol of power and protection, now became a prison for everyone inside. Every soldier, every prisoner, knew this could be their last fight. The tension was palpable; every sound of metal clashing, every muffled scream, was a reminder that the end was near. Yet even in the face of imminent death, the small allied force did not retreat.