"So... are you saying the Vorrakyn won the war?"
The voice belonged to a young man with blue hair and sleepy-looking eyes. He sat on a simple throne of blue that radiated with intense power that made even his attendant sweat.
The kneeling attendant bowed. "Yes, Grand Duke. They won it, and right now, they are the only Duke in the Western Region."
The young man smiled and opened his eyes. His eyes were the deepest blue, putting pressure on anyone that looked at them. "Is that so? Tell me everything."
"... and that was how they won the war. They now appear to have a War Artifact."
The young man was Jaryth Rhydric, the Grand Duke of the Eastern Region. "Oh? But the War Artifact belongs to the Orcs. The same Orcs that are currently at war with each other and will not have the time to come collect their Artifact.
"The Dragons are finally showing their claws, eh."
