"How long has it been since these attacks on the Bright Buddha Palace began?" President William asked, his tone sharp but steady, eyes locked on the old man.
"For the past year," the old man replied, a trace of frustration seeping into his voice. His normally calm, measured demeanor gave way to the weight of what he was about to describe. "At first, it was nothing unusual—just small groups of Nulls appearing from the forest behind our palace. They were a nuisance, but nothing my disciples couldn't handle. Yet over time… those small groups grew in number. Then came larger, more organized forces—entire armies of Nulls led by multiple Vespers and even Ascendants."
