Galicom’s main building may have been large, but it was nowhere near that of King’s Tusk Tower. Oliver lounged by a crackling barrier that sealed off the only known viable entrance into or out of the tower. Dotted holes here and there all the way up allowed water and air to pass unhindered, but none so large as to allow Beasts in or out. Speaking of, just behind the sealed entrance was a salivating army of creatures. His Pride and everyone else stared right back with mounting anticipation. Fear didn’t register. Renee leaned back against his chest with her eyes closed humming a soothing melody because she needed to force herself not to strangle anyone, especially their children. The only help was Angie and her Wind kingdom weren’t around to antagonize matters. Wind people were devoting every spare moment and person to making battle ready ships. At long last Isabella and their other daughter Angie came over saying “Ma, Daddy, my forces are prepped and ready.” Angie, as Queen of Water, nodded.
