The crisp, biting wind of the Obsidian Kingdom whipped fiercely across the black glass cliffs, carrying the sharp scent of sea salt and freshly scorched earth. Princess Mana pulled her heavy velvet cloak tighter around her shoulders, her breath frosting in the freezing air as she stared at the smoking crater.
"I still cannot fathom the mathematics of it," Crown Prince Jules muttered, adjusting his tinted spectacles. He frantically tapped the glowing surface of his mana tablet. "A single kingdom cannot magically sustain two Guardian Beasts. The leyline density simply does not allow for it. It defies every established law of continental biology."
"Perhaps you should explain the laws of biology to the puppy, Jules," Raven replied dryly, his iridescent eyes tracking the chaotic ball of fluff currently rolling around in the dirt.
