Whispers of the Four Realms

Previously

…“Only the whispers of trade winds and the murmur of the tides, Evva,” he replied, his voice smooth as polished obsidian. “The usual.” He finished the cake, the sweetness lingering on his tongue. The Aetherium Conduit pulsed steadily behind Evva, a silent testament to the boundless ingenuity of the Butterfly Clan, and a potential harbinger of… something. He wasn’t sure what, yet. But he knew, with the certainty of a seasoned strategist, that the balance of the Four Realms was a fragile thing, easily tipped. And the Dagger Clan, under his leadership