Inside a meeting room in an unspecified location.
"This better be important!" An elderly man said as he walked out of a spatial gate, followed by a number of hooded figures.
Before him sat two of the greatest mages in history, Olaf Gladstone the sage of runes and Wilhelm Alfheim, the sage of the fey. On the table was a map of the 2nd continent with little figurines placed around it to symbolize the enemy forces.
"Hmph! You still dare take that tone with us!"
"You are fortunate we are giving you the benefit of the doubt, else we would have stormed your tower by now!"
"What do you mean by that?"
The three old men glared at each other as the room began to shake from the pressure coming off them. The first to break this tense atmosphere was the sage of the runes.
*sigh*
"As it turns out, the thief who stole Walpurgis was none other than your grandchild!"
"Is that supposed to be a joke? That child is not nearly that capable!"
"We are not talking of that ant cowering behind your back!"
"Our informant is saying that your daughter sired a bastard child with the Yang during the war!"
"…!"
The elderly man just glared at the two sages with a grumpy expression on his face.
"He further went on to say, she is currently taking shelter in the Yang clan!"
"I see! If you want my permission than go ahead and kill them all!"
"As coldhearted as ever I see, but that isn't why we called you all the way here today!"
"Hm?"
"Lunaria Hillferd, the sage of the Arcane! You are to prove your loyalty to the alliance by cooperating in our extermination of the Yang clan as well as your estranged grandchild Yang Nox!"