"What will we do now?" Nimon was sweating in fear as powerful auras pressured him on all sides of the pavilions around his group. They were the various heads and heirs of noble houses of Altair. They saw only their own doom as the banquet progressed.
Their new King had alliances with great powers of 2 out of the 3 continents and invited the last power from Rith as well! Any plans or machinations they felt capable of pulling off normally were dust in front of the various cultivators around them.
"Here is another round of drinks." A gorgeous woman suddenly came around with a tray of drinks the nobles happily took. Those that had their heirs with them let them indulge as well. It was that depressing of a day for them.
