Eisen and the Skald, the chieftain of the Cloud Giant Clan, sat across from each other in this enormous throne room, while the old man was waiting for an answer to his question.
"Could it not be that I simply came to look for you to finally meet you for the first time?" The Skald asked with a light smirk on his face, and Eisen raised one of his brows, "If that's the case, then I think you're sort of misusing your authority. We were going to meet sooner or later anyway. At the council meeting at the very latest."
The Skald closed his eyes for a few moments, leaning his head onto his hand while shifting his body to the side, not acknowledging the old man's comment more than necessary, "Right. I guess there's no reason to hide it. For the past few months, I have been having repeated periods of blackouts, starting with the first appearance of those artificial folk appearing on the central continent."
