Before Elric and Espada could leave the alley, Commander Bruno instructed them with urgency in his steps, his expression grave.
"You two, I need you to report to Edenael immediately for debriefing," Bruno ordered, his deep voice leaving no room for argument. "The others are being located as we speak. This matter is of the utmost importance."
Espada and Elric exchanged glances before nodding. They knew the weight of the situation; there was no time for delay. Without further words, they followed the Commander as he led them towards the palace in Edenael.
In the palace's war room, the atmosphere was tense. The Grimknights and the Allstars had gathered, but one was missing. Rhaelon was in the infirmary, fighting for his life. In one corner of the room, Isolde sat in silence, her hands clasped tightly together, her eyes filled with worry and sorrow. Wulf approached her, his usually unwavering presence now carrying an air of concern.
