*Continent of Tenebris, encampment of the Dawn faction.*
The gray sky of Tenebris let through a pale light that highlighted the desolation of the cracked terrain.
In this air saturated with the smell of burned dust and putrid flesh, Kaiser advanced with his usual nonchalance.
Without uttering any superfluous word, the elf signaled them to follow him through the rows of reinforced canvas tents where students were nervously bustling about.
They finally arrived in front of a structure more imposing than the others, its fabric panels embroidered with golden threads. The messenger stopped at the entrance, straightened his shoulders and announced in a voice that betrayed his anxiety that he had returned with the requested persons.
A silence of a few seconds settled, broken only by the whistle of the wind, before a feminine voice, authoritative and tinged with fatigue, ordered them to enter.
" You may enter..."
