Do Not Stop
Eltanin was sitting in his official chamber talking with Fafnir and other zonal Generals. "What is the report about the attack on Aquila?" he asked.
"The Nyxers were chased away from the boundary, Your Highness," said Fafnir. "Though there is no activity on the side of Hydra, I feel that it is the quiet before a storm."
Eltanin's brows creased as he thought deeply about it. Felis was not the type to sit quiet. He was always into one or the other shenanigans. Always hatching a plot to disturb the peace of other kingdoms. And so this quiet on his side was eerie. "What do you think he must be up to?" he asked his General.
Fafnir shrugged. "I don't know, Your Highness."