"Where is Rui?!" Amare's tone was frantic.
The air in the great tusk at the very epicenter of the Nation of Minala was tense as Amare glared at the gathered set of leaders of the Continent of Kiriket. Her body was covered in wounds and bruises, despite her dominant performance; she had gone so overboard in her battle against the converged beasts of the War Coalition that she could singlehandedly make up for the numbers on either side.
The converged beasts gathered in the tusk-like structure that served as the abode of Lord Vakratunda couldn't help but gaze at her with a wary expression. They knew that she wasn't a therianthrope, but the fact that a woman could be so powerful was truly stunning to them.
