There was no immediate response to Vlad's question, causing a deep frown to appear on his face. A moment of tense silence passed, feeling far longer than it truly was. Thankfully, it didn't last too long before Elder Damian's authoritative voice emerged clearly from the space ring.
"We've been experiencing considerable trouble across multiple strongholds lately. Although none have fallen, several of our Legends have sustained severe injuries, forcing them to retreat for extended recovery periods. As such, our available manpower is currently limited."
Upon hearing this, Vlad's frown deepened, mirrored simultaneously by the three Sky Seed Depravitas beside him.
Jormungandr, Ouroboros, and Fafnir exchanged meaningful glances, their eyes filled with suspicion and a deepening sense of unease. Something unnatural was clearly at play. After all, the issues facing each fortress appeared unusually synchronized.
