The twilight in the Central Lands is always exceptionally dazzling.
Ron didn't have time to admire the long-lost sunset scenery before he was called to the meeting room by Cassandra.
A holographic projection hovered in the center of the meeting room, displaying real-time battle conditions far in the fourth quadrant.
The silver Vital Fleet moved densely like a shoal of fish in the deep sea.
Their formations were so perfect that every ship executed actions coordinated to the millisecond.
In contrast, the Wizard Fleet's formation showed obvious signs of retreat, the original attack wedge had degenerated into a defensive ring.
"The situation is more severe than I expected."
Cassandra stood by the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire Central Lands, her purple eyes reflecting the distant clouds.
"Three days ago, the Vital People deployed twelve new Star Sky Giant Beasts."
