While the Kingdom was absorbed in the fever of the upcoming election and Heimdall Technologies pursued its vast global expansion, Eleanor was once again summoned to Dún Scáith.
This time, however, the Supreme Grandmaster Scáthach was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Vanguard Commander Annabeth Chase awaited her at the castle's gate, her presence as composed and intimidating as ever. Instructor Arrichion, after escorting Eleanor, bowed lightly and departed without a word.
Eleanor stepped forward, bowing before her mentor. "Greetings, Master Chase."
Annabeth waved her hand dismissively. "No need for such formalities. Follow me."
Eleanor obeyed, her boots echoing softly on the stone floor as they entered the heart of the fortress. The corridors were quieter, lit by the dim glow of sunlight that reflected against the ancient walls. Eventually, they reached a room unlike most in Dún Scáith… a spacious chamber that could easily be mistaken for an entertainment suite.
