Just as more and more people began to gather, suddenly, the crowd shifted, not because of an announcement—
But because of one man.
A path opened through the mass of people as someone walked forward without apologizing for the space he took.
Draksis Velmourn.
Yes, he was here as well.
The former Elder of the Iron Council.
The former Elder who lost his right hand in a way that even the Sky Kingdom Healers—who had been healing many Velmourns tirelessly—shook their heads, stating the injury was too deep for them to heal with their ability.
By now, every Velmourn knew something had happened during the Iron Council, something due to which Elder Draksis was in the condition he was right now.
They knew there were tensions but…
No matter how much they tried, no information was leaked. Neither Draksis nor the other members of the Iron Council said anything regarding the matter.
At a glance, it seemed like a good thing—
