Yrneha watched the rift, now perfectly sealed, with an expression of deep satisfaction that softened the traditionally rigid, imposing features of her face.
Thalendor's archmage turned to the small four member delegation from Astralis Requiem, her purple eyes shining under the silver moonlight with renewed respect for the guild that had saved Mythlorien's northern ecosystem from an imminent, highly dangerous ecological disaster caused by the stupidity of a greedy group.
Dylan, who had just come back, looked at how Yrneha and the mages under her command were handling the situation with a smile he tried his hardest to hold back, quite pleased that the Broken Suns were finally being exposed.
