Inside the summit hall…
After King Frassure Mufasa's announcement, the atmosphere grew heavy with thought. The guests murmured among themselves, exchanging whispers and wary glances. Many began to consider the weight of what had just been said. If what the king claimed was true, joining this Beast Alliance was more than a good call—it was survival.
There was no reason to believe he was lying. Yet, for most of them, such a decision couldn't be made on impulse. They would need to return, consult their clans, weigh the risks, and seek agreement before committing.
While they brooded and calculated, one voice rose above the contemplative noise.
John raised his cup, smiling, and declared without a hint of hesitation that the Sky Dominating Clan would join the Beast Alliance. His tone was light, casual even, but firm. A smug smile hung on his face like a flag, and it pricked at the nerves of several present—especially those who already considered him an eyesore.
