In the Federation Council Hall, the delegation members were once again seated around the conference table.
Unlike the previous two meetings, which only key representatives attended, every member of the delegation was present this time. The long conference table was completely filled.
The Director of Operations stood at the head of the table, his expression grave as he addressed the members. "Gentlemen, we've received news from the Merging Land. Our Camp One there was hit by a surprise attack. Mr. Wilhelm of the Lynx Federation has been confirmed killed."
"Wilhelm is dead?"
Looks of shock and disbelief spread across the faces of many delegation members.
However, some members had already heard whispers of the situation before their arrival. One of them asked with great seriousness, "Are we certain this information is accurate?"
