A distance away from the increasing turmoil, a group of people zoomed through the forest.
Gelmar, Vivian, and the Queen returned to the Dark Elf Kingdom with hurried strides. Along the way, a mutated wolf managed to catch up to them, bearing an urgent message from Flunra. It relayed about the approaching danger that was heading straight for Dargena City.
Every single kingdom under the Clarentium Empire was making its move to stop the horde.
It was reassuring.
And considering the teleportation formation installed on their lands, logistics and coordination became much easier. But as reassuring as these things are, the danger came from extraterrestrial forces. Came from another realm.
Resting easy is not something they could do right now.
"How are we going to prepare when there's not even any time to do that?" Vivian thought aloud.
Gelmar's lips were sealed shut as he, too, didn't know what to do.
Just then, he remembered something.
