Chapitre 169: Generals On The Move

Zorvax stood in the vast hall of Zovania Citadel, his eyes calmly observing Ophelia and Drakina as they adeptly handled their new weapons. Their movements were fluid and graceful, a testament to their newfound strength. The air around them seemed to crackle with energy.

After a few moments, Zorvax's deep voice broke the silence. "Once you've grown accustomed to these weapons, we should strategize about the Ascendants," he said, his tone conveying both authority and patience.

At his words, Ophelia and Drakina stopped their explorations of their new armaments. The weapons smoothly vanished into their bodies, leaving no trace behind. They turned towards Zorvax, their bodies shifting to a more formal, attentive posture.

"The Ascendants are progressing slowly towards us," Zorvax continued, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest of his throne, his gaze fixed on a distant point as if visualizing the scenario. "When do you think we should confront them?"