"Are you in a hurry?"
"Yes," Orion replied. "I only have my Ocean Hunters. The force is too specialized; it's not enough."
Hearing the certainty in Orion's voice, Kraken grew serious. After a moment of thought, he looked up. "Since you need troops urgently, I'll lend you some of my personal guard. I was going to train a unit of Sea Race soldiers for you anyway."
With that, Kraken launched himself from the glass tank and plunged into the sea. When it came to important matters, he didn't waste time. He was already on his way to gather the promised forces.
Orion leaned back, a faint smile on his lips as he waited for his friend's return.
Silverwood Realm, Staghelm City.
In a hidden sanctuary within the city, the Moon Elf Isilra stood before a luminous Moonwell, her expression one of serene reverence.
"Mother," she said softly, "something has happened outside the city. The demonic monsters have withdrawn."
