The seventy-second dawn painted Kael El's Ashen Empire in hues of molten gold, the 10,906 square kilometers of his Territory Level 5 dominion basking in the afterglow of victory. The capital city, now 225 buildings strong, rose with bone steel spires and golden turrets that caught the light like a crown atop the earth. Two million, six hundred eighty-eight thousand subjects filled the streets, their cheers a rolling thunder as Kael stood atop the Lord's Estate balcony, Stormforged Blade raised high, EX: Dragonflame Reaver casting a fiery shimmer across the crowd. Stormhide Armor hung on a rack beside him, its scars a testament to Vex's fall. His flirty smirk danced across his lips, a cool dominance radiating as he soaked in the adulation, EX: Gold Dominion threading golden veins through the stone beneath his feet.