Clarisse and King Nil spent about a few minutes discussing their theories about the attack and its motive. Not much was known since there had only been explosives that destroyed the conference hall, but not a soul aside from the werewolves and the delegates were seen. Could it have been an attack that came from a distance?
“If so, it would be very impressive to fire missiles into the imperial palace,” Clarisse commented.
“Considering the security, they must’ve had someone from the inside create a glitch into the system that should’ve alerted us of any foreign projectiles coming in the kingdom’s territory.”
With a sigh, she looked back at the mess that was left of the conference hall and said, “It completely slipped right under our noses.”
“King Nil.”
“Your Highness, Crown Prince,” the Fox King replied curtly.