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.

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

even as strong

was predominantly black, with silver designs all around it,

than pure defense. The armor was by no means light. It just seemed a bit more compact than

but

there was the second

a design that made the upper helm of his hood look like two horns

hood of that one having a red fur-like design, and the inner color

about his gear showed he was someone who preferred

crimson eyes

a presence as the armored one, but it would be foolish

regal outfits that best correlated with their

an all-white suit, with his greying hair and beards complimenting his color choice

though it was more likely to be a weapon than a harmless

with dark jewelry coating multiple parts of her

to radiate

waiting for very

spoke in response to

is that the Triumvirate

gaze to look at

as planned. Everything is going according to the plan.' She stifled her laughter and

who were

here, with only my device serving as the exception.' Her lips

Capital at all, and

the end, they were

care of all the loose ends…

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is the Dark

everyone from within his dark

troublesome ones are here, just as

they showed no shame or discomfort even when Rebal was standing right next to