Inside the castle, the meeting had begun in earnest.
Rather than the courtroom, this one was being held in the War Hall.
This vast chamber of mana-protected walls was created to house the most hidden secrets and plots made by the King. Strategies, battle tactics and infiltration missions were discussed here.
It was always a tense place to be.
Today, it was even tenser.
The air was thick enough to taste.
Ulcraft, wearing a crimson robe, stroking his beard with a look of worry in his eyes, sat to the left of the table head.
Grigor, calm and collected as always, sat to the right. His eyes were blackened, his hair tied to a bun and his lips grazing the edge of his diamond cup as he took a sip of wine.
Luvar, Thanlor and Otharus were all present as well, taking the seats beside Grigor and Ulcraft.
However, there were seven more seats. Four of such were vacant, but the other three were occupied with the true titans of the mortal realm.
Three Legacy Awakeners.
