Come morning, everyone in Palm Haven had learned of what had happened to the Grayhounds. Their sudden destruction was nothing more than divine retribution for what they had done to the Sunwardens.
News spread of the red-skinned man who had killed their Extolites and the chief. Many wanted to learn more about this man and how he had done anything he had, but learning anything about him was impossible.
The man seemed to have vanished in the dead of the night.
Meanwhile, the man responsible for it all sat inside of a tent in the Sandkillers' land, where Xichen had gathered a few of her people to decide their next move.
"I do not wish to make this decision on my own. I want all of your suggestions," she said.
"We do not have enough people to control everything," Runin said. "We will need to rebuild everything, and if we're attacked in that time, we won't be able to fight back."
