Attempts to establish contact with the center of the Golden Dragon Empire proved futile. Long-range communication arrays yielded nothing but distorted static, confirming that transmission networks had been blocked by the traitorous faction.
Ethan stood at the edge of the fortress's upper lookout. Beside him, Vaelen returned after dispatching messenger ships via secondary routes, clenching his fist in frustration.
"General, we dispatched three small frigates through roundabout paths, but spatial interference across the border region is overwhelming," reported Vaelen. "It is a deliberate blockade."
"There is nothing to be surprised about," replied Ethan, his voice calm yet weighted with coldness. "Vorian planned this to the smallest detail. If we stay here waiting for reinforcements that will never arrive, we will only give the enemy time to dispatch a larger extermination force."
