The futuristic audience hall of the Vertran city was in full swing, according to all predictions the precursors of the new race should have already landed, they had sent a small team to monitor them while they made a decision on what position to take.
Since they knew that they would be the closest city to the landing point they had been cursing themselves for having to take on the task of having contact with them.
They, the Vertran were not a powerful race if one thought about their levels of affinity with magic, however their technology and their use of the energies that emanated in that land was something that had no parallel in any other civilization in Athair.
