Broken found himself once more in the grand meeting hall of Dissidia Kingdom, surrounded by familiar faces—the core of his guild, his comrades-in-arms. It had been a long time since they'd all gathered like this, and just stepping into the space again filled him with something he hadn't realized he'd missed.
Elincia sat to his right. Goldrich leaned back with his usual relaxed grin, while Maylock stood at attention. Charmelyn and Livelywood were there too, along with others. Some present in person, some projected through screens linked to their distant locations.
And now, Broken had just finished delivering his report—the summary of his discovery in the middle of the ocean.
The floating island. The World Tree. The potential future of their kingdom.
"That's truly incredible, and completely unexpected," Elincia said first.
Booba chuckled, raising a hand. "Broken, I'm setting out by sea immediately. I want to see that floating island for myself!"
