Somewhere in the Dadangar Sea. Far away from Emerald Cove Island.
The night sky above Kalingoot was dark and quiet, with only a half moon hanging low among thin clouds.
From afar, there was nothing to see but empty sea. No ships passed nearby, and no waves behaved out of place. Yet hidden beneath a massive array formation, a huge island existed in silence.
The array bent light and sense alike. It hid sound, blocked spirit sense, and twisted space just enough to make the island feel like part of the sea itself. Only those with the right marks or tokens could pass through safely.
Inside the array, Kalingoot's base was anything but quiet.
The island was vast, with wide shores and deep inland areas. A tense, military-like mood filled the air. Cultivators moved everywhere, each group busy with their own task. No one laughed.
No one wasted time. Everyone knew that a full-fledged war with the Dadangar Alliance was coming.
