The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 362

Stormcast.

From the citadel burst forth eight beams of intense light, like eight mighty rivers spanning the heavens and earth, stretching for miles. Their ever-shifting positions boomed incessantly, illuminating the vast ancient city and shaking the hearts of all its denizens. Yet, they could not alter the oppressive atmosphere that weighed upon the city.

Now, all across the city, the news of Alavin receiving the Kings' Acceptance spread, as did the word of the Cobalt Strike rebellion. Everyone was all too aware of what was likely to come next. Should the warlords descend and vie for power together, Stormcast could be reduced to rubble in the blink of an eye, leaving naught but the bones of its two hundred thousand citizens.

Dark clouds loomed over the city, threatening to crush it. The air was thick with tension, the winds bitingly cold, and the ancient city desolate. People huddled together, shivering and looking helplessly toward the sky.

Scattered across the wilderness outside the city were groups of powerful beings drawn from nearby realms by the spectacle of light and energy. None dared approach too closely unless they had grown weary of life itself. Surely, the Cobalt Strike Commander himself was presiding over the city in his raging fury—who would dare provoke him?

Five days after the incident.

The cry of a celestial crane pierced the air, and the sky was awash in a myriad of colors. The overwhelming aura of holiness pressed down upon the wilderness and neared Stormcast. The surge of energy was as real and forceful as a tsunami crashing through the wilderness, breaching the city walls and inundating the entire city, filling the streets and trembling the hearts of the people.

Who had come? Lucan and the others anxiously peered towards the east.

"The Floral Enchantress Commander—why has she come?" From deep within the citadel, the authoritative voice of the Cobalt Strike Commander thundered across the land, shaking many to their core.

A magnificent crane glided through the skies. Its wings were gently flapping and scattering divine radiance. The Floral Enchantress Commander was the first to arrive. In terms of distance, the Floral Enchantress resided closest to Cobalt Strike.

From atop the crane, the cool voice of the Floral Enchantress Commander rang out, "Commander Kashann, no need for alarm. I am here only to seek answers to two doubts. Is Alavin within Stormcast? And what exactly is the Kings' Acceptance?"