The room remained steeped in an oppressive silence and Adrius's words hanging heavy in the air. Each individual within the council chamber seemed lost in their own thoughts. Thinking about the implications of the Archmage's revelations settling like a dark fog over their hearts.
The Great Calamity had already felt like an insurmountable danger to their lives, and now they learned that it was merely the tip of the iceberg. The harbingers, monstrous entities born of the same darkness, would come next, sowing chaos and despair and softening their defenses for the true terror that was yet to come.
It was actually a pretty clever tactics. But they at the receiving end of it so they only feel more despair.
King Gulben stared at the polished surface of the council table, his expression unreadable but his knuckles white as his hands clenched into fists. The Elven advisors exchanged grim, knowing glances, their usual calm demeanor cracking.
