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.

who stood behind Kara Verte had the imposing air of a seasoned warrior. Though their face was hidden in dark armor, it was the assumption of many that whoever was inside the armor

as strong as

black, with silver designs all around it, this person was coated in

The armor was by no means

everyone had no choice but to narrow their gaze in

was the

coat, with a design that made the upper helm of his hood look like

a cape on top of the darkened coat, with the hood of that one having a red fur-like design, and

his gear showed he was someone who preferred being

with crimson eyes glowing from

as the armored one, but it would be foolish not to recognize him as

Rebal and Kara, they wore regal outfits that

with his greying hair and beards complimenting his color choice to the utmost

a walking cane on one hand, though it was more

parts

to radiate pure

problem. We weren't waiting for very long." Scylla smiled, responding to

spoke in response

right now is that the Triumvirate has

as she traced her violet gaze to look

going according to the plan.' She stifled her laughter

her subordinates in the Royal Capital who were in wait could

Communication from the outside world is blocked here, with only

at all, and those in the Capital won't be able to

end, they were

once I finally take care of all the loose ends… the entire Alliance will be

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this is the

observed everyone from within his dark mask,

ones are here, just as

the traitors of the Obsidian Council, how they showed