Skye, the young prodigy of the Outer Court disciples, stood tall on the peak of the cliff, her white robes fluttering in the night wind. Her eyes were glowing with determination, reflecting the bright moon above. A group of Outer Court disciples gathered around her, their eyes filled with respect and anticipation.
"Everyone, remember what we've gone through together," Skye called out, her voice echoing in the silent night. "Our mission is to lure the beasts towards the mountain ranges. Remember, our objective isn't to defeat them but to draw them out and into a frenzy."
She held up a vial filled with the potent elixir, her eyes piercing through each disciple. "Use this wisely. This will attract the beasts to us. As soon as they engage, retreat immediately. We're here to create havoc, not to throw our lives away."
