"Any signs of aggressivity from our dear allies?" sitting upon an exquisite throne, the air rich with pure, unbridled death and miasma, King Nitok asked a question to his foremost advisor.
"None yet, although the general population of their continents seem to grow more and more displeased with us, the leaders are wise enough to know that they should take all the time that they have, wait for us to attack first before showing hostility… The people of Lefaux in particular were incensed when they learned that we had been trying to set foot into the elemental and spirit realms, but the king and queen knew what to do, and everything was resolved by just sitting down around a table" his tone laid back, Faraday was casually tapping his metallic fingers against one another, his chrome skull having never looked so reflective before.
Nitok placed his ancient skull against his bony palm.
