The dragons weren't the only ones keeping a close eye on Wain's movements, or rather on Nameless King's. When he left his Void, it became easy for others to track exactly where he was, one of those observers being the Arkans.
"Things are really bad, aren't they...?" The man with the seven-pointed star on his chest muttered.
"Well... At least he's not at the peak of his powers right now, otherwise, we'd have a lot more problems." The woman calmly said with a shrug.
She took the wine glass and lowered her gaze to the crystal ball and said, "He's still as cold as ever. I thought there was a chance he might be a different man, but he seems to be the same Nameless King we fought 500 years ago."
