Capítulo 449: Chapter 449

The chamber buzzed with a nervous energy. A dozen figures, all clad in the regalia of the newly formed Kingdom of Lazica, huddled around a large table crafted from reclaimed stone. Maps of the region, intricately detailed and painstakingly crafted, lay spread across the table, each one a testament to the meticulous planning that had led to this moment. The air was thick with the scent of incense and the murmur of voices, each syllable weighted with the responsibility of their new nation.

"The Kelan Union and the Federation of Duridarr are locked in a bloody stalemate," said a man with a sharp jawline, his eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight, "They are like two dogs tearing at each other's throats, oblivious to the bigger picture."