On a golden throne made of what seemed like golden feathers sat an obscure figure shrouded in golden light that was made up of countless positive energy "oh, such a pure soul very rare....Constantine" the figure muttered thoughtfully and then commanded. "Send an angel corps close to his coordinates to intercept him and pick up the child" the figure said seemingly talking to the air, "yes my lord "a few seconds later a reply came from outside the room.
Suddenly the room was barged open and in walked a glamorous cold faced blond woman dressed in gorgeous silver armor, her cold gaze settled on the obscure figure on the throne as she spoke her tone cold as ice "Megatron doing this will frustrate the contract we made with him."
"It doesn't matter the contract should have been broken a long time ago" a plain voice filled with irrefutable majesty replied.
"I hope you can take responsibility." Kaiser sneered in response
