Alex pieced together her theory based on the information gathered and shared her thoughts with Boreas. Although he was the acting president, his understanding of the current landscape of the major races was undoubtedly less comprehensive than hers.
He was visibly astonished. The humans had no other allies.
"Thank you for informing me," Boreas said, his voice filled with a mix of awe and concern. "I will report your warning and speculation immediately."
He immediately began drafting a letter, his urgency evident. Alex rose from her seat. "Then I'll take my leave."
...
Outside Hurricane City, Alex glanced back at the familiar cityscape. A premonition told her this might be her last visit.
Just as she was about to depart, a red-haired man materialized before her.
He wore open red leather armor, revealing a muscular physique crisscrossed with scars. His face, framed by a thick beard, looked weary, but his eyes burned with an intense fire.