Ethan chuckled softly as he took a seat, his eyes sweeping across everyone in the room before he finally spoke in a low voice.
"So, who's gonna fill me in on the situation?"
"I'll do it."
Elynn stood up, her tone calm but heavy. "Right now, of the original four major powers in Sylvanwood, only us—Emerald Castle—and the northern Archmage Eldrin remain. Thalor's Kingdom of the Elementals was completely wiped out by the Dungeon army. Vaelion abandoned our alliance and fled Sylvanwood not long ago. The Kingdom of the Night Elves? Disbanded on the spot…"
She paused, then looked at Ethan with a worried expression.
"As for Archmage Eldrin up north… things aren't looking good for them either."
Elynn's voice dropped slightly, her concern deepening.
"Master, at the beginning, the Dungeon army was just a chaotic mess. They didn't care about strategy, conquest, or even war itself. It was pure destruction. Pure madness…"