Lyrus’ Masterstroke

Back in Amber Heavens, the Shadows returned with their findings. Lyrus listened intently as the Shadow Generals relayed the empires' activities. He analyzed their weaknesses, strengths, and intentions, formulating a strategy to keep the upper hand.

"Each empire has a vulnerability," Lyrus said, his voice calm yet firm. "The Aurion Dominion is weakened by internal dissent. Frostveil's unity is fragile. The Aetherion Ascendancy is blinded by its arrogance and obsession with magic. We will use these to our advantage."

Lucidus stepped forward, his tone measured. "Master, the Shadows have proven invaluable. What are your next commands?"

Lyrus turned to the Shadow Generals. "In the Dominion, fuel the seeds of rebellion. In Frostveil, sow distrust among the jarls. In the Ascendancy, disrupt their research and ensure their spies return with false information."

The Shadows bowed deeply, vanishing into the darkness.

As they departed, Lyrus activated the Umbra Forge once more, creating new tools for the Shadows: shadow-forged weapons that could cut through even magical barriers, and cloaks that rendered their wearers undetectable.

With these preparations, Lyrus ensured that the Amber Heavens Empire remained several steps ahead of its enemies. The Shadows, unseen but ever-present, became the silent guardians of the empire's future, executing Lyrus' will with unmatched precision.