While Andrew, his wives, and friends frolicked in Cannes Palace, chatting and drinking tea, the continent burned beneath a sky heavy with tension, every corner filled with the echo of hurried footsteps and shouts of command.
The hunt for the Purgatory members and the traitor dragon Carcom had turned the realms into a vast chessboard where every piece, both divine and mortal, moved with relentless purpose.
Kael, the demigod of the Four Winds, led his subordinates from the floating sanctuary in the Horizon of Mists. His blazing eyes scanned vast maps illuminated by the glow of eternal torches.
"Reports from our scouts confirm that members of Purgatory have been spotted in the ports of Tripia. Their goal seems to be to sow chaos at sea. If we manage to intercept them, we might be able to stop their advance," said one of his most loyal subordinates.
