(Planet Vorthas, The Skyshard Mansion, Five Days After Juxta's Fall)
Leo sat alone on the porch of the abandoned Skyshard Mansion, his gaze empty as he stared at the lush green garden ahead.
Today marked the fifth day since Juxta's annihilation, and by now eighty five percent of the first phase of evacuations was already complete.
The Cult's most critical assets, whether they be military or artisans, were all safely transferred to the Time-Stilled World, while civil order that was once hanging by a thread, now held steady under his iron command.
Ever since he had confronted the first three Elders, the news about his mental instability had spread like wildfire amongst the Council, causing the other Elders to immediately fall in line like obedient soldiers, as they did not dare speak out or deviate from his instruction.
