On the day before the meeting that was being held, there was another meeting happening in the Filakavo castle, which looked like a revamped version of its previous self, with newly built walls and added technology.
"I promised our people justice, not a pizza party with these fools," A woman who was 7 feet tall and dressed like an Amazonian warrior said as she stood by the wall inside the courted room with three other people.
"We will, but we have more pressing matters that concern all of us, Naomi," A man with dark glasses, jet black hair, pale skin, and a long white trench coat said as he sat at the round table with his feet propped up.
"This is why we're weak in the first place, Taron!" Naomi said with gritted teeth.
"Enough!" the old man with a long gray beard and hair said as he sat at the table with his hands folded by his face, as he continued.
