The Dominion Enclaved fortified its border, expanding the defense lines that separated the central region and the outside world. To those outside, the reason for the expansion was clear. The greatest threat of humanity and vampires was preparing for war.
In the Federation was the reformed government led by the Paragons of humanity. Looming over them was the strongest of humanity, the White Devil, Alastair Glass. She walked into the marble hallway, the Rogue Blade strolling beside her.
The doors to the assembly room opened as the higher echelons of the Federation rose and bowed before the Sentinel of the Federal Government. Reverence was embedded into their heart and minds.
With a gesture, Alastair calmed the higher echelons and sat on her chair in the middle of the assembly room. She was the High Consul of the Federation. In simpler terms, she had become its emperor. To be expected from the strongest.
"I have heard reports from the border regarding the enclave..."
