The main dining room of the castle was filled with silence, only the careful breaths of the people around the table were loud enough to cover for the intense atmosphere brewing inside. The Duke of Docrem, the man responsible for such silence occupied the head seat of the long wooden table. The chairs on the right side had the presence of the important generals of the Dukedom, while Lucas, Blaze, Irina, and Keno used the left side of the table.
Uriel on the other hand was on the other end with his generals on both sides. No one was talking, only their fixed gazes on each other, assessing their power and skills, hoping for the other party to be trustful enough to work together. The ones on the seats were looking from right to left with curious looks, expectant looks, waiting for the first one to speak. Each man was of tremendous bearing that it was impossible to know who will be the one to break the ice.
