In a giant hall made up of black iron, it was an eerie atmosphere. The air was heavy and the walls emanated a chilling cold.
There were nine chairs in the middle of the hall and on them, seven people were sitting with grave expressions on their faces.
"Sina, what is this." The woman sitting in the middle of the nine chairs said with a displeased expression.
Her hair was deep blue and her eyes were green, one could tell that she was more than six feet tall by just her sitting posture.
Her fox-like gaze moved around the room and landed on Sina, who was standing in front of them and below Sina's legs she could also see a body and a head.
Sina looked at the lady and gritted her teeth. "Someone killed Firn." She said.
The other six people listened to her and their faces turned even more ugly.
"Who?!" The blue-haired lady in the middle asked while clenching the hand rest of her iron chair, creating imprints on it.
