Somewhere in the Main Continent of Solterra…
Arundel sat on his throne with his head resting over the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, the gem on the ring of his hand glowed faintly, making him arch an eyebrow.
The Majin Prince then snapped his fingers, summoning a round mirror that was over two meters tall.
He stared at it, keeping the same lazy pose he currently had, and waited until the connection stabilized completely.
A moment later, an underground cavern appeared in the mirror, making him smile.
"Well, then, Paven. Do you have something to report to me?" Arundel asked. "Are the Tigerkins perhaps ready to go to war?"
"Not yet, Your Excellency," Paven replied before lowering his head respectfully. "An accident occurred, and the Granaries in three Major Cities were set ablaze by unknown individuals. I believe that this was done by a Barbarian Raiding Party who had managed to infiltrate deep within the Sumatran Kingdom.
