The War Chamber of the First Crimson Legion occupied the highest floor of a fortress carved from stone saturated with blood across generations.
Crimson crystals lined the walls in patterns that pulsed with inner light, each one connected to networks of power that spanned territories under Dominion control. The air itself felt thick with Mana concentrated to levels that would have crushed ordinary Warriors, atmosphere maintained specifically for beings whose cultivation had transcended normal limits.
At the chamber's center, a massive map stretched across a table of polished obsidian.
