Global Movement

Far away from Bastion City, in the lands of the Ash Elves, another portal opened. This one led into the top floor of the tree that stood in Prince Nalafein's new territory.

Out from it stepped an elegant-looking older human woman, with pitch-black hair which was only sullied by a single strand of white hair, on her left bang.

Nemus watched as the portal opened, curious who was powerful enough to step into her newly hidden domain, aside from another god.

When the human woman walked out of the portal, the brightness of the room took aback her. But she rapidly saw where it came from.

"A goddess? I am honoured you have decided to make my old tower your domain, your grace. But I am perplexed as to why it is so heavily warded. If I hadn't established my teleportation circle centuries ago, I doubt I would have been able to enter at all."

Nemus looked at the woman up and down, but couldn't recognize her.