An Extra’s POV

Deafening silence.

The world within the hall fell into a total lull as the Patriarch of the Blanc House and the new head of the Verte House stepped inside.

Their steps were measured, but not cautious.

The two seemed to have an air of unquestionable authority and unchallenged confidence as they stepped into the den of the obvious enemies.

Fear or unease was absent in their gaze.

Once they had taken a few steps into the hall—with the second figure of darkness trailing after the female of the two Obsidian Councilors, the man who had opened the doors instantly vanished from his previous position and appeared beside the much older Councilor.

The door loudly shut behind them as they advanced to the center of the hall, where the table was waiting for them.

They said nothing.

Other than the few things that were spoken earlier, no word echoed from their tightly shut lips.

At least, not until they finally reached their respective seats.

"Greetings, everyone." Rebal Blanc said with a smile as he took the left position.

"Apologies for being late." Kara Verte stated as she too gracefully took her position to the right.

They both sat without any wariness or caution, not even bothering to observe their chairs before taking such an impulsive action.

Their observers didn't know what to make of that.

Were they really fools, or were they just that confident in their abilities?

It was uncertain.

Perhaps they simply trusted in their entourage that much. The two who guarded them appeared competent enough, after all.

Verte had the imposing air of a seasoned warrior. Though their face was hidden in dark armor, it was the assumption of

even as strong as

predominantly black, with silver designs all

focused more on speed rather than pure defense. The armor was by no means light. It just seemed a bit more compact than the

no choice but to narrow their gaze

was the

that made the upper helm of his hood look like two

darkened coat, with the hood of that one

and everything about his gear showed he was someone who preferred

with crimson eyes

the armored one, but it would be

wore regal outfits that best

in an all-white suit, with his greying hair and beards complimenting his color choice to the utmost

it was more likely to be a

gown, with dark jewelry coating multiple parts of

to radiate pure

for very long." Scylla smiled,

in response to

is

her violet gaze to look at

is going according to the plan.' She stifled her

Royal Capital who were in wait could

is blocked here, with only my

the Capital at all, and those in

they were

all the loose ends… the entire Alliance

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is the Dark

Rey observed everyone from within his dark mask, he

troublesome ones are here, just as

Council, how they showed no