'Is everything alright, Oob?' Varian shifted his eyes slightly.
'Isadora is furious for some reason. Sarah tried to pacify her but it only backfired. She's now beating up some crystal race.'
'They'll go extinct.'
'Sarah sealed her power to rank 1. But she advanced just a while ago. Master, the seal might not hold on for long.'
'Good grief.' Varian apologized to the crystal race for the violence they were about to face.
All that bastards knew was eating and sleeping. Heck, they sleep even in imperial meetings. Perhaps it was karma that Isadora picked them for a thrashing?
Varian trusted Isadora won't go too far.
"Varian! Oye! Varian!"
Varian looked at Baldur's sweating face. "Huh?"
"He asked us to meet!" Baldur took a deep breath and patted his chest. But his breathing wasn't getting any better.
Varian quickly guessed. "Your brother-in-law?"
"Yes."
