Clovis then became more serious as he continued, "There are always threats in the depths," he said, his tone darkening. "It's not just creatures like the ones we fought before. There are... rumors of something older, something stirring in the darkness. I can't say much yet, but I have a feeling we are not far from another war."
Dante leaned slightly forward, his eyes fixed on Clovis' face, sensing the tension in his friend's words.
The dwarf's words weren't a proclamation from a king about his kingdom or the prince of dwarves, but the confession of a friend worried about what the future might bring.
"Something older?" Dante asked, crossing his arms, his chin slightly raised as he processed what Clovis had just revealed. "Do you think there's a greater force behind these creatures? Something we haven't faced yet?"
