Meanwhile, in Kron, Trivia sat brooding on his elaborate throne, a grand seat made of obsidian and gold, glinting ominously under the dim light of the chamber. The room was a vast hall with towering pillars and intricate carvings depicting ancient battles and conquests. Trivia's eyes, cold and calculating, swept over his advisors and guards as he contemplated his next move. The large doors of the throne room suddenly burst open, and a messenger, clad in dark robes, rushed in, bowing deeply as he approached the throne.
"Your Majesty," the messenger said, breathless and nervous, "we have located the Alpha Box. It seems to have sent out a signal, which our trackers intercepted. It led us to a specific location."
Trivia's interest was piqued, and he leaned forward slightly. "And what of Lucas? Have we found him as well?"
