[Event] [Elven Utopian War] [70] Alvara Collapses

The Tower of Utopia was always a place of activity, but with the current state of war, it thrummed with an almost feverish energy. Utopian Knights came and went at a brisk pace, their armor clinking in rhythm with hurried steps as streams of information flowed in and out. Reports of battles in Sancta Vedelia, movements across the seas, and developments in Elyen Kiora and the other Utopian countries filled the air like an unending buzz.

But today, that buzz had escalated into an irritating discord of noise. Alvara could feel it—more precisely, she could hear it.

She sat in her armchair, a leather-bound book resting in her hands, her golden eyes scanning its pages. Yet, no matter how hard she tried to focus on the neatly printed words, her thoughts wandered. Restlessness coursed through her, bubbling just beneath her calm face.

The reason was simple: Amael.