Sasaufe smiled as she put the phone down. Ranxiagrir's fate was sealed she knew it. The rebellion, according to here council (the members of council that joined her) had spread far into the mainland as more and more people realised the glory of her cause and joined. She hoped this was true as she had plans for Kauzka. First she would stay in Ranxiagrir's palace in Sanctuarum, which she would rename, then she would reinstate the old Trakhi as the national religion and old Nouyarhi as the national language. Then comes the fun part. She would sweet talk the other leaders of the nations, maybe even visit them for 'diplomatic' reasons then once they all trusted her she would begin asking. Food, cloth, resources, weapons or land. Once they started denying well she has an impressive stash of nukes hidden under the city. Maybe even seducing some of the leaders might allow her a chance to see, and steal the plans for, any secret weapons that they may have. But she frowned, all this hinged on one thing. Ranxiagrir's death.
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