The red timer continued counting down above the floating map.
06:22
06:21
None of the five leaders looked away from the black fracture representing the rift.
Dorian was the first to break the silence.
"There is something else all of you should know."
Tomas glanced toward him. "If this is another complaint about soldiers frightening beasts away from your hunting grounds, save it until after the battle."
Dorian's thick brows lowered.
"My hunters were the ones who cleared those forests so your assault division would not be trampled by a migrating herd."
"And you have reminded me four times."
"Five," Pavel corrected without looking away from the six lenses rotating around his head.
Dorian ignored both men.
"Last night, I received a message from the Oracle of the High Tatras. She said a prince of the Darkness Kingdom would cross in this invasion."
The light amusement around the table disappeared.
Ilona's fingers stopped above the casualty screen.
