CALL OF DUTY: Coup d'état —end

[MEANWHILE, IN DEMESNE EMPIRE]

Knock, knock.

"Come in"

Screech, bang!

Sound of the door echoed as void shadow slowly revealed light under the looming shadow of the grand castle, a storm was brewing in a hidden room only lit by flickering torchlight. 

It was here, amidst shadows and ancient secrets, that Duke Alamos and Lord Deliante, the empire's chessmasters, plotted their next move. Alamos slipped into the room, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "They're on wheels," he announced, barely hiding his glee.

Deliante traced his finger across the sprawling map on the table, outlining their next moves. "Our priority is to keep Ophelia isolated and vulnerable," he remarked, his voice low and calculated. "She's proven resilient, but with her allies compromised and enemies closing in, we have the advantage."