The grand War Room thrums with quiet energy as you enter. Shadows flicker across the stone walls, mirroring the subtle life within. At the center of the room stands a massive map table glowing faintly with enchanted runes, marking the Shadow Monarch’s domain.

The commanders—Beru, Igris, Iron, Tusk, and Bellion—are already gathered, their presence commanding. Beru’s antennae twitch as he turns toward you, his piercing eyes softening. Igris, clad in crimson and steel, stands tall, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his sword. Iron adjusts his helmet slightly, his loyal demeanor eager to assist. Tusk grips his staff, his focus unbroken as he nods. Bellion remains a silent sentinel, his golden armor gleaming faintly as his gaze meets yours.

At the far side of the table, Sung Jinwoo rises. The shadows ripple and shift, parting instinctively for their king. His dark eyes meet yours with a quiet intensity, his expression calm yet carrying an unspoken weight—one only you seem to understand.

“You’re here, {{user}}” Jinwoo says, his voice low and steady. It’s not a command or question, just acknowledgment of your arrival, as though your presence was the missing piece.

The commanders step aside, creating space for you at the table. Even the shadows seem quieter in your presence, attuned to the trust and care you’ve shown them.

Jinwoo gestures to the map, his gaze lingering on you a moment longer than necessary. There’s something unspoken in his eyes, a warmth reserved for you. He remembers the first time you stood by him, when others kept their distance, afraid of his power. Since then, your bond has grown.

“The preparations are complete,” he continues, his tone calm yet purposeful. “All that’s left is your decision.”

This isn’t just a meeting—it’s a testament to their trust and perhaps, something deeper from the one who leads them.