"RESTORING THE BALANCE"

In the Imperial Capital, the Minister under Emperor Zvusteen entered the Emperor's chamber with a heavy heart. He knew that the news he was about to report would not be well-received.

"Your Majesty," he began, bowing low. "I bring grave news. The Crown Prince has been ambushed and is currently being nursed back to health in the Estate of Amsterdam."

The Emperor's face darkened with anger. "What? How could this happen? Who is responsible for this?"

"We are still investigating, Your Majesty," the Minister replied. "But we have reason to believe that someone within the Imperial Court is targeting the Crown Prince."

The Emperor leaned forward in his throne, his eyes blazing with fury. "Find out who is responsible for this at once. And make sure that the Amsterdam family knows that they have my gratitude for aiding the Crown Prince and fortifying the defenses in the northern fortress."

The Minister bowed again. "As you command, Your Majesty. I will make sure that this matter is resolved quickly and efficiently."

With that, he turned and left the chamber, knowing that the situation was far from over. The safety of the Crown Prince and the stability of the Empire were at stake, and the Minister knew that he had to act swiftly and decisively to restore order and protect the Imperial Family.

"You know that you need to do!" the Emperor said in his empty room, a figure appeared in smoke and kneeled

"Yes You're Majesty" the Figure respond and vanished

Zeno and Gladriel clashed in the midst of the dense forest, their powerful magic spells illuminating the area with flashes of light. Zeno was known to be a master of elemental magic, while Gladriel was known for her exceptional proficiency in force magic.

The two mages were evenly matched, exchanging blows and spells with equal ferocity. Zeno summoned a raging firestorm to engulf Gladriel, but she countered with a powerful burst of force, sending him flying backwards.

As the battle raged on, the forest around them began to show signs of their power, with trees uprooted and the ground splitting apart from the sheer force of their magic.

Gladriel was relentless, unleashing a barrage of powerful spells that tested Zeno's defenses. Zeno, however, refused to back down, using his extensive knowledge of magic to counter her every move.

Gladriel charged forward with incredible speed, closing the distance between herself and Zeno in an instant. Zeno countered with a blast of fire, but Gladriel simply dodged it and continued her assault. She swung her staff at Zeno, aiming for his head, but he was able to deflect it with a shield of earth magic.

"You're not bad," Gladriel said with a smirk. "But you're no match for the Stick of Strength."

"We'll see about that," Zeno replied calmly. He gathered energy around him and unleashed a powerful lightning bolt at Gladriel. She countered with a wave of gravity, but Zeno was able to hold his ground.

The two continued to trade blows, each one testing the other's abilities. Zeno used his mastery of the elements to keep Gladriel at bay, while Gladriel used her gravity manipulation to keep Zeno off balance. The battle raged on for what felt like hours, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

At one point, Zeno managed to catch Gladriel off guard with a burst of wind, knocking her off her feet. But before he could deliver a finishing blow, Gladriel used her gravity powers to pull him towards her and deliver a powerful punch that sent him flying.

As the fight continued, the sound of their magic and physical strikes echoed throughout the forest. Trees and rocks were destroyed by the force of their attacks, and the ground shook with each blow.

Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Zeno was able to land a critical hit on Gladriel, sending her crashing to the ground. She struggled to get back up, but Zeno was quick to finish the fight with a powerful burst of flame that engulfed her.

The forest fell silent as the battle came to an end. Zeno stood victorious, breathing heavily as he surveyed the destruction around him.

"That was a good fight," he said, turning to leave. "But I have to go now."

Gladriel didn't respond, still lying on the ground. Zeno knew that she was still alive, but he was told to keep her alive and escape the battle, because of his mission he need to leave her be without cutting her breath.

Zeno left the fight scene, the forest was ruined it was a disastrous fight between the two great mages.

The Shadow knight entered Lord Arin's chamber and bowed respectfully. "My Lord, we have a report from our scouts in the deep forest of Southside mountain. The Archmage Zeno is in battle with the 7th Member of High Heavens, the Stick of Strength, Gladriel."

Lord Arin nodded and stood up from his chair. "This is concerning. The High Heavens have been quiet for some time, and now they are showing themselves in such a way."

"Yes, my Lord," the Shadow knight replied. "Our scouts have reported that the battle is intense, and both mages are using powerful spells against each other."

Lord Arin stood up from his chair and looked at his Shadow knights. "It seems that the Emperor has planned this battle all along," he said. "The Empress has incited a power struggle inside the Imperial court by targeting the Crown Prince. This, in turn make the Emperor respond by inciting a power struggle between the High Heavens and the Royal Factions using Zeno, the Archmage which is known to be one of the Royal pillars."

He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in. "This is a clever move by the Emperor," he continued. "By keeping the Imperial court busy with their internal conflicts, the Crown Prince will be able to stay away from their sight and keep himself alive, since the Imperial court is under the Empress influence, one wrong flaws in the Emperors leadership and the lost of confidence of the crown prince subjects it would be so easy to overthrow the Crown and have the Empress wear it. We must ensure that our House remains neutral in this power struggle and focus on our duty to protect the North for the mean time."

The Shadow knights nodded in agreement, understanding the importance of remaining neutral in the conflict. Lord Arin then turned to his advisor and ordered him to gather information about the High Heavens and the Royal Factions.

"We must understand the strengths and weaknesses of each faction to navigate this power struggle," he said. "We cannot afford to make any mistakes." The Shadow Knight bowed and quickly left the room to carry out his orders.

"Once the power struggles escalated in the entire land of leondell, the foundation of the Empire will be shaken, and that will make the Land prone in other nations siege" Lord Arin uttered, alone in his room

someone knocked the door "Lord Arin, this is Alastair, it is time for your Political Science Class", Alastair said " You may come in" Arin answered