The three emperors sat around the table, their expressions serious and their gazes locked in a silent exchange of determination. Rakumtatak, Eleandril, and Lyon, each bearing the weight of their respective responsibilities and the burden of their shared destiny.
"What are you going to do now?" Eleandril's question cut through the tension, his eyes fixed on Lyon, the Zodiac Emperor, with a keen curiosity.
Lyon paused for a moment, his demeanor composed as he considered his response. "I have re-opened the connection to the Mortal World," he replied, his voice steady and resolute. But behind his calm exterior, there was a glint of determination in his eyes, a silent promise of action yet to come.
"Killing the all-father is a grand feat," Rakumtatak interjected, a grin spreading across his rugged features. "But don't forget the promise you gave me."
