Kaelen stood on a hill, watching the southern part of the continent. The shadow approaching radiated a power he had never felt before. Even the servants assigned to the most meticulous surveillance reported a deep unease: this human presence was unique and terrifying.
He bowed slightly before Ryo, his voice grave:
> "Lord… my Servants confirm that this is a Demon King. His energy is… massive. None of us have ever faced such power."
Ryo, impassive, furrowed his brows slightly. The ancient dragons had spoken to him of these beings long ago: sovereigns of darkness capable of bending entire armies to their will. But he had never encountered one in person.
> "Kaelen," Ryo said calmly, "no action for now. Observe. Analyze. We must understand his intentions before acting."
Kaelen nodded, his radiant aura intensifying, ready to react to the slightest threat. He knew the safety of Verdalis—and the entire continent—depended on his vigilance.
Through his servants, a detailed report was sent:
Location: Southern borders of the continent
Form: Human
Power: Unstable and impressive
Behavior: Slow but methodical advance
Kaelen immediately relayed this information to Ryo:
> "Lord, the threat is real. If this Demon King attacks, Verdalis could be the first target."
A calm, bodiless voice echoed within Ryo's mind—the presence of Gabriel. It had no form, no face, only a consciousness bound to his.
> "Lord," Gabriel's voice whispered softly, "even the ancient dragons feared such power. Strategy will be your greatest weapon."
Ryo gazed at the horizon, his golden eyes scanning the barely visible figure in the distance.
> "Kaelen, prepare the Guardians. But provoke nothing. Every move must be calculated. We must understand before reacting."
Kaelen vanished into the air, silent and vigilant. The servants positioned themselves at strategic points throughout Verdalis, and an unusual tension settled over the kingdom: for the first time since its founding, an unknown danger threatened the peace of the continent.