The Ranger Trio returned to Espernol, eager to plan their next move. They spread out the maps and scrolls they had stolen from the warlord’s base and began to study them intently.

Suddenly, Felkis jumped up from the table. “I think I’ve got it,” he exclaimed. “We can set up an ambush on this ridge here. It’s the perfect spot to catch them off guard.”

Tommot and Dallus nodded in agreement. It was a risky plan, but they knew that they had to take action if they wanted to stop the warlord.

They spent the next few days preparing for the ambush. They gathered supplies and weapons, and scouted the area to familiarize themselves with the terrain. They made a plan for the attack, and rehearsed it several times to ensure that everyone knew their role.

Finally, the day of the ambush arrived. The Ranger Trio made their way to the ridge, where they concealed themselves in the underbrush and waited.

As they waited, the tension mounted. They could hear the sound of horses approaching, and the clanging of armor. They knew that they had to act quickly.

As the first of the warlord’s soldiers appeared on the horizon, the Ranger Trio sprang into action. They let out a loud battle cry and charged down the hill, catching the enemy off guard.

The battle was fierce and brutal, with swords clashing and arrows flying. The Ranger Trio fought with all their might, their skills as rangers and warriors serving them well.

In the end, they emerged victorious. The warlord’s soldiers had been defeated, and the Ranger Trio had achieved their goal. They had taken a major step towards bringing peace to the land, and they felt a sense of pride and accomplishment.

But they knew that the war was far from over. They still had a long way to go to defeat the warlord and his forces, and they were determined to see it through to the end.