In the Void, chariots of Thunder were scattered in a semi-circle centered around the Titan God King, quietly waiting, their bodies continually flickering with lightning, reflecting the metallic sheen of the chariots and the Titans' embarrassment.
"Ah, too poor," complained Gold Titan Onas. "In the past, whenever our chariots moved, they sparkled with sparks and lightning, brilliantly lit, but now we dare not even turn on the lights; these days are unbearable."
Although there was no air in the Void, when the Titans were evenly dispersed, they formed a remote sensing electrical field. Whenever any Titan spoke within this field, others could hear clearly.
Titan God King Tyranus gave him a look and said authoritatively, "If it's unbearable, I'll burn you to provide light for everyone."
"Yes, yes, burn him for light," the other Titans chimed in teasingly.
Onas shrank his head and didn't dare get angry at Tyranus, so he could only glare angrily at his heckling peers.
