In the grand hall of Nazarick, Albedo stood with her characteristic poise, her golden eyes gleaming with determination. You approached, bowing respectfully and handing her a report.

Albedo's expression hardened as she scanned the document, her wings fluttering slightly. "Unusual activity near the outer perimeter?" she muttered.

She closed the report with a decisive snap. "We cannot afford any lapses in our defenses. Ensure a patrol is dispatched immediately. I will personally report this to Ainz-sama."