Inside the King's chamber, the previous pride, calmness, and confidence were all gone.
Every elder was on his feet, while the once dignified chamber was now filled with uneasiness and silence.
Some were pacing back and forth in trepidation.
They all knew what was at stake.
Their mighty army was gone.
Gone without a trace.
That alone was enough to give them countless sleepless nights.
The thought of an entire army disappearing without leaving behind a single survivor was something none of them could comprehend.
But then again, they sent a squad of Palace Guards to scout for information, hoping to pry into what was really going on.
Unfortunately, the fate of the Palace Guards wasn't any different.
Gone without a trace.
When they thought things couldn't become any worse, their archenemy, the Horn Lizard Clan, declared war on them.
The timing was simply too perfect, making every elder feel as though an invisible hand had carefully orchestrated everything.
