Elden City

The air was still around Alaric. Specks of dust settled in the air, as the keep inside hadn't been thoroughly cleaned yet. He was sitting inside the throne room, on a large metal throne, thinking about the events that had passed.

He had spent all day putting together large buildings for the thousands of people to lodge inside. They were by no means luxurious, but they would make due for now.

His heartbeat steadily inside his chest. The reality of defeating Inian, and losing Ethan had settled in his mind, but he knew that his work was far from over.

The immediate threat had been eliminated, and Irigia was still his enemy, but the danger of Weton attacking them if they attack Alaric has stopped them for now. The Empire would most likely join forces with Irigia if war broke out.