While the sudden cease of battle brought relief across the Frontier, for others it brought nothing but immense headaches.
The demon invasion had drawn the eyes of the entire world. Many powers had already set their board pieces, quietly preparing to make their moves, only to find the board violently flipped before they could even act. Plans that took months to prepare were rendered useless overnight.
They all knew this was not the end.
And yet, it still irked them deeply.
"Damn it!" a man roared as he slammed both hands onto the table, the heavy wood cracking slightly under the force. His brows twisted into a deep frown, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Which guy acted now!"
The room was vast and dimly lit, filled with nobles, advisors, and high-ranking officials seated around a long table. None of them spoke immediately. The air was tense, thick with suppressed anger and frustration.
