---------{ Strom Clan Meeting hall }------
In the heart of the Storm Clan's floating fortress, silence reigned within the grand council chamber. Ornate jade pillars lined the circular hall, their carved lightning motifs flickering with residual elemental energy.
At the center, seated on an elevated throne-like chair, was a man whose presence seemed to compress the air itself.
His golden hair gleamed under the crystalline chandeliers, and his deep blue eyes radiated calm authority. Though he appeared no older than his mid-thirties, everyone present knew the truth this was Nargis Haze, the Patriarch of the Storm Clan. A man who had walked the continent for more than seven hundred years, wielding power that shook mountains and bent the skies.
Beside him sat Fang Mo, the white-haired Vice Sect Leader, his long beard still fluttering from the lingering pressure of battle. The other elders of the clan, seated in solemn rows, wore expressions carved from stone grim, waiting.
