Solfea was in the midst of a sweeping reconstruction.
The Demon Prince's assault had been catastrophic—vast stretches of the Solaris House's centuries-old infrastructure lay in ruins, and several thousand lives had been lost in the chaos. Yet, when measured against the calibre of their enemy, the damage could only be described as merciful.
Fewer than ten per cent of the Solaris Knights had fallen, and every Commander survived, most bearing nothing more than minor injuries.
Some, like Carmen Solaris, were left deeply shaken—not by wounds of flesh, but by the terrifying gulf she had glimpsed between herself and the Demon Prince.
Even so, by every strategic measure, it was an overwhelming victory for the Solaris House.
With its immense wealth and the unwavering support of its allies, Solfea's restoration was already underway and promised to be swift.
Towers would rise again, wards would be reforged, and the scars of battle would soon fade from the city's skyline.
