Leonard looked at Erodion, whose form was twisted and connected to countless conduits of faith on the stone chair. His gaze darkened slightly, a flicker of indescribable complexity flashing through his eyes. But more so, a profound and familiar resignation settled in.
Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he followed the rituals of the order, bowing and greeting, "Teacher."
Erodion's voice, as if filled with countless noises, echoed in the cavern: "How are things going with the Wizard Family?"
Leonard gathered his thoughts and reported respectfully, "Relying on the power you bestowed, Father God, the remaining forces in the Ancient Forest have been mostly eradicated, and Starshine Castle has also fallen. Although a small number of remnants have hidden in unknown corners like rats, they can no longer pose an effective resistance. Our domination over the Ancient Ruins is essentially unobstructed."
"Well done." Erodion's voice carried a slight hum of satisfaction.
