With the tournament ending in such a shocking fashion (magic revealed to the world), things were certainly chaotic. However, for Eldrian, that didn't mater. Like always, he hid away from the public. Putting all his focus into what he thought best to invest them into.
And so, days turned to weeks. The situation in the kingdom of Tuarus improving by leaps and bounds. And Eldrian was almost completely out of the loop.
Cities were retaken and reinforced, frontlines were reformed, walls were built, trenches were dug, and air patrols were kept tight. Reinforcements arrived, and several roads to the through and past Phallos were built and secured.
Things seemed optimistic. Players were enjoying the plethora of quests to scout out the next military target. Slowly, they were growing stronger. Even more accustomed to war. About a third of the (old) player base had now reached Tier 5 and Eldrian had been joined by four other Tier 6 users.
