In the dimly lit chamber within the Sunfire Clan's stronghold, Patriarch Volcanus and Patriarch Zephyr continued their discussion about the Crimson Tower. The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation as they deliberated their next course of action.
Volcanus, his fiery gaze unwavering, leaned forward in his ornate chair. His crimson robes shimmered in the low light of the chamber. "Zephyr, we cannot underestimate the dangers that lie within the Crimson Tower. Sending our strongest warriors is the only prudent choice."
Zephyr, his features etched with determination, nodded in agreement. His thunderous aura seemed to electrify the air around him. "Indeed, Volcanus. The power of the Blood Marbles could reshape our clans' destinies, but the risks are significant. Our presence is needed here to lead and protect our clans. Therefore, we must entrust this mission to our strongest elders."
