Waking up early in the morning, Shiro stood in the command centre while looking at Vrish' Lir in the distance. Even though they couldn't see the country itself, they could see the whirlwind protecting the country from his distance.
Looking down, she could see the spirit council, sect elders and demon nobility working at the terminals. Most of them were controlling drones that scouted out the place and created a map of the battlefield so that it was easier to command.
With Madison leaving for the demon realm, she had ordered everyone to follow Shiro without question since she was the leader of this city.
Naturally, they all agreed and since strength was a big factor of their hierarchy, they knew that it would spell death should they cross Shiro.
"Your highness, we've spotted a few temporary camps off the west coast of Vrish' Lir. Judging by their numbers, most of them are probably under level 300." One of the spirits spoke up as Shiro nodded her eyes.
