Alexander Lockhart
And so, just like that, the assassins were taken away.
But while things seemed calm on the surface, far away in an entirely different continent, trouble seemed to poke its budding head out of the ground yet again.
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--The Dafaren Empire, The continent of Veinitta--
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Within an overly grand hall, several people were gathered there impromptu.
The hall itself was something far grander than any royal hall within the Pyno continent... (Except Baymard, of course.)
The place screamed power, wealth and everything else partaking to the rich.
Its unique artistic outlines and gorgeous defines made the entire hall look like a moving painting.
And within the hall, on a majestic throne, sat a 48-year-old man whose aura completely engulfed the room, making it feel gloomy rather than bright, as its designs gave off.
There was no doubt about it.