Then Aiden added, almost casually.
"This place can handle a city."
There was no arrogance in his tone. Just a simple confidence.
Graveknit lowered his head slightly.
"As you command, my lord."
Beyond the walls, the wind moved across the empty land.
Back in Virel City, the atmosphere inside the Zephyr Clan estate had grown heavier.
The main hall was quieter than usual. Fewer people moved around, and those who did kept their voices low. Word had spread, something was wrong beyond the city walls.
Rhett and his group stood once again before Caelus Vire.
This time, it wasn't a courtesy visit.
It was business.
Caelus stood near the center of the hall, hands clasped behind his back, his usual composed expression carrying a hint of strain.
"…Three groups," he said.
His voice echoed slightly in the open space.
"I sent three separate scouting parties over the past few days."
Kellan frowned. "What's the find?"
Caelus looked at him.
"None of them came back."
