Dusk Court, the same day.
The Hushed King wasn’t pleased with the results of the investigation about the events in the Belin mines. The Royals believed that the undead had killed or captured all the members of the battalion sent to protect the expedition, but the reality was much worse.
The Kingdom had lost no battalion whereas the Dusk Court had lost two of them along with countless priceless artifacts. On paper, the Undead Courts had dealt a blow to the Griffon Kingdom, proving their superiority.
The truth, however, was that the undead had never been so weak before. According to his spies, a handful of Emperor Beasts had been enough to wipe out both his armies. Beasts and humans seemed to be on the best of terms for centuries and they had allied against his Court.
To make matters even worse, the Awakened Council couldn’t care less about the undead’s predicament while the Master’s Organization was eating them alive. The number of Eldritch Abominations on the entirety of Mogar barely reached a few dozens, but each one of them could flatten mountains.
The hybrid Eldritchs were even fewer, eight in total, yet the rumors said that every single one of them could go toe to toe with a Guardian and live to tell the tale.
Humans, Beasts, and Abomination had unknowingly combined their efforts, putting the undead up against a wall. In less than two years, the undead invasion from Jiera had turned from the Courts’ opportunity to conquer the Garlen continent into a struggle for their survival.
"Why the long face, little brother?" Dawn asked.
The beauty of her meat suit and the radiance she emitted made Dusk’s servants cry blood tears. To them, being in her presence was akin to basking into the sunlight again, arousing feelings they believed to have lost centuries ago.
"Why the smile, big sister?" Dusk replied. "The peace talks between the Abominations and the Council are progressing smoothly. Xenagrosh being one of Leegaain’s firstborns is only making things worse.
"Soon the Abominations will be recognized as the fifth race and we’ll lose the war for good. All Abominations were once fucking Awakened so the Council might side with them and help the hybrids to wipe out all the non-Awakened undead."
He slammed his fist on the Davross’s throne with such strength that the resulting shockwave sent everyone but Dawn flying.
"I think you’re overreacting." The Bright Day shook her head, making her raven black hair dance under the mystical lights.
"How could a handful of individuals be considered a race? On top of that, why should the Council side with them for such trifle matter?"
"Exactly because there are few of them. If the Council recognizes them as a race, then the situation would be akin to the Undead Courts waging war against all Awakened humans or Emperor Beasts.
"We need to act before it’s too late-" Dusk’s communication amulet cut him short.
Another one of the Dusk Court’s branches in the Gorgon Empire was under attack and its Lord had forwarded a distress call.
"We need help! A Dragon is making short work of our arrays with its flames. The moment our barriers crumble we’ll die. It’s still noon and most of our members can’t even move." Lyra, the Blood Witch said.
"That does it!" Dusk slammed his fist against his throne again, but this time it produced no sound.
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