[[[ "Hurry and mask your presence. Place yourselves around the circumference." ]]]
Without uttering a single word, the Rounds acknowledged the Emperor's command that was delivered through their minds.
At a safe distance of approximately several kilometres from their objective, they perfectly blended in with their surroundings as a precaution. Gradually, the group made their way en route the two individuals, who were at odds with each other, in the middle of their encirclement.
As the Emperor nighed their destination, he overheard the ongoing conversation between the uncanny pair.
"What did you do the Empress?!"
'I am certain now - That being is a demon noble, yet something is quite different. A portentous aura is lurking behind that facade.' The monarch thought, his gaze turning to the demon after he harkened Zelel's holler.
"Aha! She's dead by now, I think?"
