Lucas turned away from the scene of mass worship and transformation, his tactical mind already shifting to the next phase of conquest while Selena basked in the adoration of her newly created Night Priestesses. The strategic value of her Divine Torturess units was undeniable, but the growing independence in her voice demanded that he demonstrate his irreplaceable capabilities.
"The Thornspine Mines," Lucas said, his voice cutting through the religious fervor with military precision. "Sixty kilometers northeast. The largest mithril deposits in the three kingdoms are currently held by the Ironmaw Beast Clan."
Selena's attention turned toward him with the fluid grace of a predator acknowledging an equal, her newly transformed followers continuing their worship in a harmonious background. "You wish to expand our territory while I'm establishing our spiritual foundation?"