"So, there was an attack from the enemy? How could I not have known about it?" Ragan asked in a heavy voice.
Lyra bowed her head in apology. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I never intended to hide this from you, but Orion ordered that the news not be conveyed immediately. He wanted to investigate first and confirm who attacked us."
Hearing this, the anger on Ragan's face slowly subsided, though it did not disappear completely.
"Is there any news yet?" Ragan asked in a deep voice.
"Not yet, Your Majesty." Lyra shook her head. "But I can sense the enemy's aura. It is similar to those of the members of the Underworld Gate."
The name Gate of the Underworld made Ragan's eyes widen. His palms clenched tightly, and his teeth gritted as he held back his anger.
"This is outrageous. They attacked us that night, and now they want to launch another attack on New Year's Eve. Do they think they can act so recklessly toward us?"
His breath quickened as anger surged within him.
