Demon Territory – Northern Border Outpost
The war room was bathed in the dim, crimson glow of enchanted braziers, their flames casting long, dancing shadows across the stone walls. A large map of the region was spread across the central table, marked with small flags and pins indicating troop movements, supply lines, and key positions.
At the head of the table sat a figure of striking beauty and quiet menace. Her skin was pale as moonlight, and her hair was cut short, a cascade of silver-white that framed a face of sharp, elegant features. Two curved horns spiraled from her temples, their surfaces gleaming like polished obsidian, and her ears tapered to elegant, pointed tips. Her eyes, a deep, piercing violet, were fixed on the map with an intensity that made the air around her feel heavy.
