As they were strategizing, a golden-haired elven young woman with emerald eyes sparkling, came sprinting toward them. Clutching a stack of papers in her delicate hand, she adjusted her spectacles before delivering her urgent message.
"Your Highness, we have received reports from the Akilan realm that the Skyhall has dispatched its army and Half Celestial stage ancestors to safeguard the portal," the elven young woman reported. Despite the gravity of her words, her attention was drawn to the Dark Lord. The elves in the room, who had only glimpsed him on a few occasions, were captivated by his new, more rugged and imposing appearance in his dark armor.
Many couldn't believe the Dark Lord was so young and that they were in the presence of two gods. But they also noticed the way the Dark Lord's subordinates looked at him; there was no fear in their eyes, just pure loyalty.