The damp, salty smell of river water lingered in the reception hall long after the Fishman Priest had gone.
Raylo sat in the lord's seat, the fading twilight outside the window reflected in his eyes.
Moonlight hopped from the table onto his lap and nuzzled its head against his hand, purring softly as if to comfort him.
The Eternal Giant Turtle's strategy was clear and utterly ruthless.
The Black Water River was the most important water source for the Jade Swamp. If the great river were to be completely controlled and no longer feed the swamp, the wetland ecosystem that had flourished for centuries would face utter devastation.
For the Demons living there, it was akin to pulling the rug out from under them.
From the moment the Eternal Giant Turtle made its decision, war was inevitable.
As an ally, Black Stone Territory had to send troops.
This was both a promise and a perfect opportunity for Raylo to eliminate the Jade Swamp, Black Stone Territory's greatest threat.
"Ed."
