Vargus stood with an unwavering gaze upon the gathered audience, his demeanor calm and collected. A subtle smile played across his lips, a gesture that, under different circumstances, might have been reassuring.
However, the context of Elder Rosaline's grave news lent a different hue to his expression. The audience, picking up on the unusual intensity of the moment and the uncharacteristic smile from their leader, felt a stirring of unease.
Sensing the time was right to address the gathered warriors and spectators, Vargus prepared to make his announcement. The coliseum, a space that had just moments ago been filled with the echoes of celebration and shared aspirations, braced itself for what was to follow.
