Thandhem Temple...War Room...
"So, who should we send for this tournament that is going to happen in two months?" Gabriel asked the others while thinking about a suitable candidate himself.
The representatives from elder races had been on the temple grounds, forming plans on how to survive the next upcoming war.
No one could come to an agreement about how to proceed on that. It was especially on the topic of the vanguard.
Normally, everyone would have clamoured to have such a privilege but this war is different. They had experienced a war like this before. Most of these races had almost seen extinction, a few races did during the last war.
They were nowhere near to fighting the war again. Even if they had ten thousand years of time to improve themselves, so did the invasion forces. They were not even sure if what they saw last time was the entire force of the invaders.
