The grandmaster's words hung heavy in the air. With most of their grandmaster-level forces committed to a single location, the light elf kingdom would be catastrophically exposed to opportunistic assault from their ancient enemies.
Seraphina's rage warred with necessity for several seconds before she forced herself to reconsider. Much as she wanted overwhelming force applied to this situation, completely compromising their position would be foolish.
"Three grandmasters," she amended through gritted teeth, the concession clearly costing her pride. "Deploy the three strongest to establish immediate blockade around the shop. The remaining three should maintain defensive positions at the borders but be prepared to reinforce when I command it. Move now!"
Her tone carried such venomous authority that the elf on the other end of the communication crystal didn't dare question or delay further despite the dangerous strategic implications.
