Where There Is War, There Is A Way

Lord Voron had the servants bring the three bodies down to his lab for further study. As Thallan and Fir sat upstairs thinking about their next course of action.

"We cannot handle Umuris Empire attacking us…" Fir stated the obvious.

Thallan downed his glass of wine, "Don't you think I know that! Do you think I want to be here when they arrive!" He threw his empty glass across the room, scattering it against the wall.

"I know you don't! Neither do I...but that seems like what's going to happen." Looking down at the wine in his hand, Fir smirked. Thallan is probably the last King to have good wine.

"We destroyed all the honey trees...even if we want to put up a fight, we can't because our soldiers won't even have the strength to lift up a sword by the time they come at."