"Yes, Master!"
Boom!
Seraphina nodded without hesitation and shot off toward the depths of Emerald Castle like a streak of lightning.
And just like that, within two or three hours tops, the six elite unit heroes of Emerald Castle—minus Cicero—had all returned. Seraphina, Elyra, Eldorin, Bromir, Lilith, and Elynn were back in full force!
Every single one of them gathered in the castle's war room.
"So, you called us all back—does this mean we're going to war?" Elyra asked eagerly the moment she stepped in, her white robes flowing behind her, the thunder-shaped unicorn horn on her forehead gleaming with energy.
She looked fired up, practically bouncing on her heels, ready to go.
She'd been roaming all over Sylvanwood lately, grinding monsters and leveling up nonstop. And now? She'd hit level 32.
Sure, level 32 wasn't exactly god-tier, but it wasn't low either—especially considering that Seraphina and Cicero were still in their twenties.
