(Meanwhile, Fourth Elder's Office, Planet Tithia)
The crystal tablet slammed against the edge of the marble desk, cracking on impact as its flickering screen continued to display the live feed from Planet Juxta.
The Fourth Elder stood frozen, fingers twitching at his side, as he watched ship after ship explode against the mana shield.
The report he had received was brief. And the footage was mostly positive for the cult as a whole, however, for him personally, it was devastating.
The righteous faction had attacked.
And they'd attacked hard.
Just two days ago, he'd stood before the council and laughed off the First Elder's warnings, calling them nothing more than empty words.
He had Accused the First Elder of fear-mongering and wasting resources.
But now?
Now the frontlines were burning, and he looked like a complete fool because of it.
*Step*
*Step*
He paced slowly through his lavish chamber, the carpet muffling his footsteps as his aura simmered with rage.
