Kael summoned the Chancellor.
— Patricia, gather everyone in the main hall.
— We have new resources to distribute.
Patricia nodded promptly and set out to carry out the order.
Within minutes, all the witches and Otrho were gathered before the great ancient fireplace.
The fire cast golden shadows over their attentive faces.
—
Kael placed a gray metallic box at the center of the room.
Upon it rested ten small devices — delicate as jewels, yet bearing the robustness of a League artifact.
They looked like a blend of a cellphone, a military communicator, and a piece of ancient art.
He explained:
— The League, despite its silence, sent these devices in recognition of the new structure we have consolidated.
He held up one of the devices.
— These are Advanced Communication Transcoders.
Kael explained calmly:
They allow direct calls between us, free from external interference.
They send and receive real-time messages.
They access limited League databases.
They have emergency alert systems.
They are camouflaged: any profane seeing them will only perceive an old stone amulet.
The witches exchanged glances, visibly impressed.
Helena was the first to step forward and receive her device, followed by the others.
Each examined their new tool with quiet curiosity.
—
Finally, Kael pulled out the tenth device.
He turned to Otrho and handed it over:
— And this one is for you.
— So that even when distant, you are never isolated from the Command Base.
Otrho, visibly moved, accepted it with a slight smile.
— Finally, something modern that doesn't need to be kicked to work — he muttered, drawing discreet laughter from the group.
—
After the distribution, Kael spoke seriously:
— Communication is our new anchor.
— In times of storm, a voice can save a world.
He looked at each of them.
And at that moment, the Command Base no longer seemed merely an ancient structure.
It felt alive.
Breathing in unison.
Preparing for what was yet to come.