The winds of war that had broken out in the Far East spread quickly, reaching the ears of distant kingdoms that began to move, aware of the opportunities that arose with the struggle between the two rival empires. With the outcome of the battle already outlined, it was time to act. And it was at this moment that other kingdoms gathered, watching from afar the destruction and carnage.
Kingdom of Aeron, or Celestial Kingdom.
The atmosphere in Aeron's throne room was imposing, a vast room adorned with tapestries depicting the ancient victories of the gods and the deeds of their ancestors. King Icarus, with a piercing gaze and hair as silver as clouds, stood before a large map, carefully plotting the movements of his enemies and allies. Surrounding him were his advisors and generals, eagerly awaiting their king's order.
