The council met with Lind to discuss the future. Now that they had to swallow their pride in the face of direct extermination, they had to at least get him to advance to be a decoy if nothing else.
Lind had no illusions but he also felt pressure. Now that he took the time, he noticed his vitality had dropped below before he purged the thralls and made the barrier! Someone was attempting to get through and the incidents were rising!
There was an oddity though. Sometimes, his vitality would shoot back up. Why was it doing that? He had no direct way to find out but the back and forth was not even at all. The decrease was slowly winning from what he could gauge.
If it spiked badly enough, he could die in a few decades!
Lind looked around the massive room he was currently in. Mingled with the various humanoid figures were giant flaming birds of the phoenix races.
