"What? I get to pick a mecha from this mecha throne room?" I whispered back much louder than I had wanted to and earned an instant SHHH from Jeanette Wen.
"Why are we whispering?" I whispered to her.
"Because I dislike loud noises." An aged voice sounded softly but impossibly clearly. He must have used a sound technique of some sort for me to be able to hear him.
I turned my head to peer into the distance, trying to ascertain where the voice came from.
"Ancestor." Bruce Pang and Jeanette Wen bowed low and greeted the voice at the same time.
"Ancestor." I immediately copied their action and bowed as well.
"Come closer." The aged voice said tiredly.
We quickly made our way forward and walked down the enormous central walkway with the mechas staring down at us from our left and right.
It was such a huge room that even with our near-run walking speed, it still took us nearly three minutes to reach the front of the "throne room".
