The heavy oak door of the viewing room swung open with a violent crash. Jasmine strode into the dark marble chamber. Her boots left damp footprints on the polished stone. She had secured the coastal supply lines and crossed the Realm Walking Gate just in time to review the final intelligence. The distant drumming of a hundred thousand marching boots shook the foundations of the City Heaven. The Obsidian Cartel was ten miles away from the capital.
Leo stood in the center of the room. A massive golden spreadsheet hovered in the air above him. The All Seeing Eye of Avarice had successfully breached the ancient privacy wards of the enemy empire. The utility relic displayed every systemic transaction Lord Malakor had executed over the past century.
Jasmine stopped beside the heavy desk. She t
