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Spero arrives in the mountainous region of Old Elam and enters the decimated capital of Susa. As he moves through the trees, he can hear voices in the distance. Elves are congregating just outside their village walls, a captain leading them as he commands his scouts to spread out into the forest and remain vigilant. Spero spots an elf perched upon a tree and darts behind the trunk, peeking to the side. The Elf has not noticed him, and Spero clambers his way up. He stealthily creeps behind the scout, claps his hand over their mouth, and plunges his blade into them from behind. He peers down, watching as the two other scouts venture further into the woods. He shifts his attention beyond the village walls, where he spots a group of elves entering a hut.

The meeting is starting.

Spero scampers through the branches, nearing the walls before taking a graceful leap over them. Slipping along silently, he advances towards the hut, where scouts watch from all sides. Taking an alternate path, Spero manages to catch onto the top of the hut and peers through a crack in its ceiling. Inside are several Elf elders and captains conversing in elvish.

"The Divinians of the Medes have decided to continue our alliance."

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"Excellent, ever since that little incident, their trust in us has been wary."

"Anshan is preoccupied with the Arian Orcs and the Reptilians from Parthia. We can surround their kingdom and take control while their soldiers are out for battle."

"We must be careful of the King's Assassin, he has taken out some of our best warriors, and our magic will take time to pierce their natural defenses."

"Do not forget we have a rivalry with the Dwarves down south, if they get wind of our assault they will strike our villages."

The chief elder speaks, "I have received intel this dawn that an alliance with some humans from Maka has come to fruition."

An Elf captain mutters, "Maka, don't they have a Tetradian warrior among their ranks?"

"Precisely."

Spero's eyes widen,

Tetradians: Blueish-skinned, four-armed warriors that come from the north. In the same mountainous region as the wood elves, they're extremely skilled in close combat. They are not the best archers but can output double the speed and volume of arrows. But The Champion of Maka...Dalu, right? He is considered one of the best swordsmen in these lands.

The chief elder continues, "I have already sent word for him and his troops ahead of time to travel towards Anshan and finish off the troops when they're returning from their attacks."

"How long ago was that?"

"A weeks time, I had my assassins gather intel in advance."

Spero gets up frantically,

A week ago...that means...!

Spero rushes out of the village, heading straight for Cyrus and his platoon.

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