"This is but the first wave. I have a bad feeling about this."
Calanthe looks to Godfrey with confusion on her face as she asks.
"Why? What are you thinking son?"
Godfrey crosses his arms and considers his answer before speaking.
"It all seems like a coordinated strike. I was attacked on El'hirn at the same time that Long Batian had to fight his father. Then the 3 races declared war on us right after. Why?"
Godfrey clears his mind, then places the waters of purification on Robert's table and gives him a serious look.
"I'm sure you know what these are grandfather. I have recommendations as to who shall take it, if you'd like to hear them."
Robert nods and motions for Godfrey to continue.
"Firstly, my mother. If we can get her powers to strengthen, then we'll be able to better defend our atmospheric boundary.
