Some of the members of the Coven froze as they read the message of Nightwing.
Martha frowned. Grugnyr cursed. Gojirrah sighed. Aron smiled. At the same time, Mezal laughed at the message.
"Emergency meeting!" The Emberdons requested and sent the message to the rest.
This was a simple message sent through the Fortress. While long-distance communication was not yet formed, a magic known as 'text messaging' was invented so that they could see simple, short messages like this.
Everyone moved to the energy formation circle they had built to connect to the Fortress.
"Nice! The signal is getting better! Our last call was very blurry." Aron laughed.
"We switched our lines to something different. Through alchemy and this Fortress, we created a long glass line connecting this place to Airom. We call it fiber optics." Demerus gave a confident thumbs up as the appearance of each one of them began to appear one after the other.
