Solana State.
Bang!
"Who is this Igaris Vance?" snarled a high-ranking lapdog of the Skadi Empire, slamming his fist into the stone table. "How dare he be so audacious! Does he truly think the worlds will listen to him? What a joke!"
He didn't hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the Overlord's letter ignited in black flames. The imperial envoy who delivered it was burned alive along with the parchment, his body engulfed in a blaze of searing agony.
Yet even in death, the envoy's face held a faint smile.
A smile that unsettled the entire chamber.
The Skadi representatives seated in Solana's house of lords felt an invisible chill, their gazes drifting uneasily to the burning corpse. Their hearts pulsed with something they couldn't name.
Not fear.
But something far more dangerous—uncertainty.
Still, their enraged leader slammed his chair back and stood.
