'So, the North is under the command of the Golden Paladin, who is kind of my teacher-uncle of sorts.'
The report in his hands didn't state it out right, but Hex read it between the lines. Every ruler of the seven nations had moved to their palaces inside the Golden City. The city was rumored to be independent and that served as the headquarters of the Paladins.
As far as the public knew, the rulers had moved closer to each other so they could protect them from the enemies. Enemies from the outside and the inside. There was a full war going on against the snowfiends.
Curious, he read the part about these creatures. The more he read, the more his back straightened and his mood worsened. There was something strange about them. And then…it hit him.
'Heartless. Their appearance and patterns are too similar. Aside from the snowfiends being white instead of dark, they are almost the same!'
There were no drawings. But the descriptions matched. And the progress of the battle…
