The livings awaiting in the Emerald Realm could not possibly know anything about the order of Loimos to the minor lords, but even if they knew, there was something that would have put them on an even greater edge than this information…
For currently, the great hall where the two ancestors had met and spoken was empty, the resident was no longer in the dark keep- In fact, he was no longer in the Emerald Realm at all, the job of taking on the restrictions imposed upon the undeads by the realm itself had been passed onto the Disaster Beasts, all of them were hidden within the dark keep, and only The Song was currently operating outside, all of the others were simply laying around and substituting their master, allowing the other undeads to operate normally.
