"As you already know," Uriel began calmly, "the Vahana Continent is the most chaotic among the three floating continents."
Uriel sat peacefully with both hands resting on his lap like a saint giving wisdom to the world.
Unfortunately, he was currently speaking to the floor.
"In the Alasker Continent," he continued seriously, "our Holy Empire controls most of the land. Because of that, we rarely need to fight large powers directly. There are threats, yes, but nothing capable of shaking the foundation of the empire itself."
As he spoke, his blindfolded face slowly tilted lower and lower until he looked completely focused on the wooden floor beneath his feet.
"And in the Auranel Continent, there are only two great powers. The Hayes Clan and the Velentina Clan. Those two fight often over influence and territory…"
Uriel paused dramatically.."…however…"
His expression slowly became heavier. "The Vahana Continent is different."
The saint lowered his voice slightly.
