The heart of Veilgrove thundered with life—blacksmiths pouring flame, enchanters weaving symbols of power, warriors sharpening blades and wills.
At the center of it all stood Kael.
Crown of Realmsfire glowing.
His cape of stardust fluttering behind him.
Inventory wide open, stacked with legendary loot from the Six Dragon Lords.
Armor forged from sunscale.
Blades cut from void-crystal.
Relics never seen before… now shaped into history.
For Riven…
Kael stepped into the forge personally.
[Riven's Eclipse Gear – Full Set]
– Eclipse Dagger – Moonpiercer
– Ebonwind Bow – Strings of the Night Sky
– Eclipse Armor – Phantom Trail
The gear shimmered in a deep obsidian and violet hue, designed for speed, stealth, and lethal precision.
"You fight beside me, not behind me," Kael told her, placing the armor in her hands.
Riven stared, stunned. Then whispered:
"This… this is a promise."
For the Guild Masters…
One by one, Kael brought each of the Five Guild Masters forward:
1. Gunn – Heavy weapons and traps.
2. Lena – Trade and magic arrays.
3. Grumm – The dwarf of upgrades and tanking.
4. Sela – The windblade monk.
5. Maerik – The tactician of Pathforge.
To each, he handed custom legendary armor and weapons, built from his personal loot.
"You stood when others fell. You led when others followed. Now you fight with me, side by side."
Each of them kneeled. Swore to the cause.
The Flame of the Realmguard Army Was Born
• Five Guild Masters.
• Thousands of adventurers.
• World-tier support.
• The final army of mortals… ready to march on dragons.
Kael stood at the front of the warcamp.
The sky split. A crimson banner waved.
The final warhorn echoed over the horizon.
"This is for every world he tried to burn."
"Let's end the reign of the Dragon King."