Chapter 459: First Day

Millions of kilometers away, on the opposite side of the Slightveil Plane.

A group of men with varying ages were gathered around a giant table that spanned almost five hundred square meters. To many, this scale could hardly be considered a table anymore.

Hundreds of tiny figurines were placed on its surface, occupying various terrain types that included a silver plain, dozens of sparse lakes, and even a giant glacier near groups of floating ice spikes.

"Family Head, here is the most recent layout of the Slightwing Family's forces. Compared to last decade, they have focused mostly on developing new minor cities near Treymon." one of the men said while pointing towards a larger city figurine at the base of the glacier.

The Family Head, known only as Juras Riverveil and sporting a set of robes with a lifelike flowing river symbol above his heart, nodded. He asked, "What is their aim?"