The Great Council chamber was unlike anything Jolthar had seen within the Ael'koryna settlement. While most structures grew organically from crystal and chaos-warped vegetation, this space felt ancient beyond measure. Carved from a single massive geode, the chamber's walls pulsed with veins of violet light that seemed to follow the rhythm of a great heartbeat.
Seven thrones arranged in a circle dominated the center, each crafted from a different material—crystal, living wood, metal that shifted between states, and substances Jolthar couldn't identify. Five were occupied by figures whose presence made the air itself seem heavier. At the center of the circle, the Elder stood with his white staff, while Jolthar remained at the chamber's edge with Ekatarina.
"The voidspawn grow bolder," spoke the occupant of the crystal throne, her voice like wind through broken glass. "Three attacks this week alone."
