"Welcome back, my great and noble Master!" Elynn appeared before Ethan, her voice soft but full of reverence.
"Elynn, how are things looking? Any major developments?" Ethan asked, his tone casual but alert.
"Nothing too drastic for now, but..." Elynn hesitated, shaking her head slightly—then suddenly nodded, her gaze locking with Ethan's. "But it seems the Light Alliance is preparing to make a move."
"Not long ago, a messenger from Wisdom Angel Cain came to us. He brought a message directly from Cain himself. He told us... to remember our agreement," she said slowly.
"'Remember the agreement,' huh?" Ethan chuckled, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. "Looks like they're getting impatient."
"A war between factions is inevitable," Elynn said with a quiet sigh, nodding in agreement. "But judging by how things are going, the longer this drags on, the worse it is for them. The Sacred Continent is already in ruins—scars left behind by the Inferno and Dungeon factions are everywhere."
