I Look Forward
The Armament Guild was in shambles. The flames of war were still all too obvious. However, a few days ago, the Dragons had vanished, seemingly having proven their point. It was clear to most that the only thing of interest to the Ancestral Beasts was the Shrine World. Everything else was simply icing on an already iced cake.
However, for this, the Armament Guild had suffered greatly. Half of their cities had fallen out of the sky. Of the half that remained somewhat, another half were completely unlivable. And finally, of the quarter that was left overall, fires still raged, corpses still lay strewn, and scent of death hung heavily in the air.
Of those devastated, there were none more aggrieved than the Archer Clans. Maybe by virtue of coincidence or Ryu's words, their cities and even their main Clan headquarters had been razed to the ground. There was no doubt that many of them blamed Ryu for this outcome. But, such a mantle was something that Ryu would gladly claim.