The immense vitality of the World Tree, Tears of the Firmament, shone softly through the glazed dome of Dawnlight Hall, yet it could not dispel the tension and smell of gunpowder hanging inside.
The highest decision-makers of the Blue Flame Kingdom, representatives from the major islands of the Blue Flame Archipelago, patriarchs of ancient families, and high-ranking temple priests had gathered there for a heated debate.
The Blue Flame Kingdom had neither a king nor a queen. The High Elves of Evermeet Island had established the country to protect the World Tree, Tears of the Firmament, making its circumstances rather unusual.
Thus, the country's leaders were the lords of its islands and the patriarchs of its great families... in other words, the great nobles of the High Elves.
And now, these true rulers of the Blue Flame Kingdom were arguing over the human reinforcements who had poured into Mooncrown City the previous night and behaved in utterly astonishing ways.
During the meeting, an elderly noble with white hair and a white beard, dressed in a traditional Silverleaf Robe, pounded his scepter against the floor and spoke with unquestionable authority.
"...Enough. We do not need those uncouth humans defiling our sacred ground. Look at what they have done!
They have blown up our streets, trampled our magic circles, and reduced our sacred city to ruins!
Reinforcements from the Blue Flame Archipelago are assembling. Our warriors, our mages, and our power born of harmony with nature are more than enough to cleanse this filth from the Abyss. Depending on humans will only shame the World Tree!"
A relatively young elven general with keen eyes immediately argued back, his armor still stained with fresh demon blood.
"Shame? Elder, when demons were slaughtering our people in the streets, it was those uncouth humans and