(Meanwhile Inside Skyshard City, The Third Elder's POV)
For the better part of twenty five years, ever since the Cult Elders retreated into the Time Stilled World under Leo's new regime, the Third Elder had lived like a decorative relic rather than a ruler, as the influence he once wielded over cities, people, and military commands had been stripped from him piece by piece until nothing remained but a hollow title with no teeth and no authority.
Chaosbringer had orchestrated the dismantling with surgical precision, while Leo's silent endorsement ensured that not a single Elder could protest without being crushed beneath the shadow of the Shadow Dragon's rise, leaving the Third Elder to observe helplessly as the power structure he had built over centuries collapsed into dust around him.
