"But first…" The delegate led everyone to a hotel to stay at, staring at Zaira, "You have an audience with the Emperor in an hour."
"I'll be ready," Zaira replied, somewhat nervous as she was meeting with pretty much the strongest of humanity.
The Hemish Emperor was a Pseudo-Saint Space Mage and Space Warrior. It was literally the strongest combo a human could attain, giving him the name of a walking fortress. He was pretty much the reason humans could spearhead the resistance against the Demons.
Zaira took a bath and changed into luxurious clothes, staring at Arnark that had begun to wear plain clothes, "What are you doing?"
"You're the one that's meeting the Emperor, not me." Arnark said, "I probably wouldn't even be allowed into the throne room."
"Don't be silly, you're a Grandmaster Metal Mage. You're important enough to seek an audience with the Emperor." She said, forcing him to wear better clothes.
