The Iron Arbiter processed the tactical implications of the recently extracted intelligence. The glowing furnace in his chest burned with a sudden, anxious intensity.
[ Based on the interrogation of the prisoners, King Voranthar is hell-bent on taking full control of the Third Continent, ] the iron colossus rumbled. [ Once that landmass falls, the Second Continent will be completely surrounded by hostile territory and the open sea. If the Fourth Continent launches a full-scale invasion with their remaining Heralds after securing that flank, we are completely finished. ]
[ That will not happen, ] Red reassured him with chilling certainty. [ The Fourth Continent will cease to exist long before they execute that maneuver. I need precise intelligence to dismantle them properly. Send me the complete history logs of all three continents. I want to know exactly how many gods rule over the Fourth Continent and exactly which deity King Voranthar serves. ]
