Garius tapped a finger against his desk thoughtfully. The air in the room turned heavier as his gaze sharpened, the candlelight flickering against his stern expression.
"And Alf?"
"Yes, my lord?" Alf stepped forward slightly, posture straight as ever.
"Any contact from Cedric and his team regarding the Beastkin Kingdom?"
Alf nodded. "Yes, my lord. According to the latest report received from King Lioness himself, Cedric and his team have successfully completed the purification protocol. The entire Beastkin Kingdom is now secure—the filth left behind by the celestial influence, the dark miasma, will no longer be able to corrupt the land."
Garius leaned back, quietly absorbing Alf's report. He tapped his finger gently on the desk, his eyes narrowed in contemplation.
"Excellent," he finally said. "Lioness must be relieved. Cedric's success means the beastkin can finally breathe freely again."
