"First off, I'm swamped," Orion stated flatly. "And besides, Kraken can't leave right now."
He gestured toward the ocean. "Don't think for a second that this front is quiet. The dragons might not be escalating the war, but they sure as hell haven't agreed to a ceasefire."
The situation in the Emerald Dream Realm was far from stable. Kraken was the team's only Sea Race arch lord; he was essential to holding the line. As for Orion, his schedule was already packed. On top of the planned invasion of the Silverwood Realm, he had promised to go with his bro Arthas to the Godforsaken Land to raid for black gold. He had absolutely no time for a side trip to the abyss.
"Ugh, and it was such a perfect plan," Makareth sighed dramatically. "Right down the drain." Isabella's expression soured as well.
"Instead of chasing materials for a hypothetical raid, maybe you should focus on locking down your territories on the Dusk Continent," Orion said, twisting the knife.
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