"This is madness. Complete, utter madness."
King Zarek stared at the war maps spread across the command table. Red marks indicated rift locations. Blue marks showed troop positions. And black marks showed where void creatures had already caused casualties.
"Welcome to our new reality," Elaria said tiredly. She'd barely slept in two days. "Madness is just another Tuesday now."
"How do we fight an enemy that's been planning this for three centuries?" Council Leader Talira asked. "The Weaver has positioned pieces we can't even see yet."
"By being unpredictable. By doing things she doesn't expect." Elaria pointed to the largest rift near Astoria. "She expects us to fight defensively. To try closing the rifts one by one while she picks us apart. So we don't do that."
"What do we do instead
