Jasmine sighed, sitting on a wooden chair as she took a sip from her large mug of black blood wine that Arad had stored from the days of the Beast Lands. "A civil war, right when I'm away." She sighed, and Elis, who was close, shrugged.
"Of course, they'll wait until you're gone to start troubles. Like children only jumping on beds and causing chaos when their parents are away." Elis walked closer, and the ground shifted, forming a chair for her. "And I'm sure the cult is behind the attack. They're trying to burn Yggdrasil all of those times; they can't be just a bunch of ignorant fools."
Jasmine took a deep breath and sighed, looked at Elis, and then at the wine, "What do you mean?"
